If I Could Turn Back The Hands of Time

On the 8th of March my mum passed onto higher glory after a long illness. My life has not been the same ever since. I have been in deep mourning since then and I keep on saying to myself surely, I am getting better but one memory jolt and tears come back uncontrollably. It’s been painful. I am not writing this as a form of closure- no I don’t want to close off memories of my mother

The Sam That I Knew

On Saturday at approximately 11:45am Beijing time I received a call from an old friend informing me that Prof Sam Moyo had been involved in a high impact accident in New Delhi and we should pray. I didn’t. For some reason I just felt powerless and all I could do was sing songs of praise but could not sleep, then within the same hour the message came- Sam is no more