Guess who’s back? I know it has been a considerable amount of time since I have written on here. For those of you who used to avidly read my posts, I apologise and to the newbies, welcome. I have actually been blogging over on my business blog (shameless plug), but if you are not imminently planning a… Continue reading An Attitude of Gratitude
Author: Assumpta
The Trouble With Emotions
Difficult emotions are like failure - without experiencing them you will not grow. ~ Coach Sean Smith As unpleasant as they may be, painful and I'll-timed emotions will not kill you, (unless you have some sort of medical condition where you need to avoid stress). Yes they are distracting and disheartening but experiencing them may… Continue reading The Trouble With Emotions
Day 9: NaPoWriMo
I drew a line above our heads. Packed this new ceiling with glass to stop our friendships' progression. I drew a line above our heads to ease the inevitable collapse. Dead weight should never be carried. Least of all, upon ones head. ©Assumpta Ozua April 2017 (Response to the poem 'I drew a line...' by Toon… Continue reading Day 9: NaPoWriMo
Dear Boyfriend
On these lonesome coal-stained nights, when the air of silence and thick stench of latent indecision, lingers all around, threatening to upset her equilibrium, She will close her eyes, inhale deeply and laugh in the face of the void that he always leaves behind because her memories almost fill it. Somewhere, in a foreign solar… Continue reading Dear Boyfriend
My Sisters Keeper
Her father is not my own. My mother is not her own. Our surnames would never be synonymous and yet she is mine. ©Assumpta Ozua 2014 I know for sure that I have mentioned guarding your sphere of influence jealously on my blog before. Nevermore has this been more pertinent for me than now. As… Continue reading My Sisters Keeper
On Losing My Language
Each time an aunty at a party asks me ba wo ni? The real answer is a lodge in my throat. I reply the way I know how; I am good aunty. Days like this I shrink into a cage of shame. Maybe it’s partly to do with my father, I was hesitant to learn… Continue reading On Losing My Language
Fail Fast, Fail Often
I like trying new things - 'new' to me, not necessarily new to the world. Take skiing and sky diving for instance, I have always wanted to try them and will do soon I'm sure. However, when it comes to implementing my own new ideas (or old ones), I procrastinate a lot, or do nothing… Continue reading Fail Fast, Fail Often
Love After Love
The time will come when, with elation you will greet yourself arriving at your own door, in your own mirror and each will smile at the other's welcome, and say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart to itself, to the… Continue reading Love After Love
Growing Pains
For the days when your waistline feels more like a coastline, do not blame the wind and waves, there's simply more of you to kiss the shore. ©Assumpta Ozua 2017 For quite some time [lately] I have felt a little uncomfortable in my own skin. Not because I have a problem with how I look… Continue reading Growing Pains