Saturday, April 23, 2011

Easter reminds me...

Of Nigeria and my father....

Music, food, visitors and laughter.

Our house was always full during any celebration period... all sorts of people.

I hope you are all okay and having a good time.

I miss my father terribly. But I always have music to remind me of him. And now I want to cry...

But life is as it is, we shall be grateful all the same.

1 comment:

The Corner Shop said...

Sorry about your dad. God knows best. Happy Easter

Adiya