I FIND STRENGTH IN PEOPLE

I've been on this earth a little close to 3 decades now, but today I saw my grandmother for the first time (My father's mother) Although she didn't see me as she was resting in a coffin while I and our extended family paid her the last respects. I also saw my dad and his brothers try so hard to be men by not crying whilst their mother's body was lowered to the ground. But I also saw they didn't have the strength to console their sisters who couldn't hold back their tears. My sister and I watched this heartbreaking scene with both our hearts melting even though we never knew our grandmother, but at that moment the energy of the atmosphere got to us knowing that she was our blood.

Later on, was the celebration. The burial was worth celebrating seeing she lived over 100 years, and even though we knew we would never see her again in this world, we were all content with the fact that she lived long. For every moment my reactions were based on the atmosphere especially when my younger sister decided to take pictures with some of our cousins. Before now we had only met two of our cousins from my father's side and both were older than us, although I didn't get to meet anyone my age, there were a few who were nearly my sister's age and I thought okay let me follow the vibe.

MY DAD AND I

At first, one particular one who was the most beautiful among my cousins was giving my sister the normal girl-to-girl attitude whereas the others were happy to meet us with open arms. Her attitude automatically brought out my intrusive side, and I decided to crawl back into my shell while my sister was still trying to make friends. Later on, this same girl came around trying to be friends with my sister, but it wasn't until the close of the ceremony I noticed it was me she was intending to be friends with all the while, and when she saw I wasn't giving the vibe she went back to my sister to get to me.

As funny as this sounds, her actions were clear, she likes fine boys, of which I am😂. But then she's my cousin and I thank God I know she is my cousin and I can very well avoid any form of improper relationship. But this also shows I'm an externally motivated person. I seek either an atmosphere or assistance which could be a word phrase, action ECT… to propel me to do what I would have only wished to do. For example, at a point during the ceremony, every child of my grandmother was called upon to dance, and when it was my dad's turn my uncles were giving me an eye to join him. At first, I didn't want to, but there's something about my dad and the way his funny dancing steps compel others to join, so before you knew it I was on the stage dancing with him. I can not count the number of times this has happened or why I'm like this, I guess it's just life.

ALL PICTURES ARE MINE