24 Aug 2016


"Hide under a table." That's was what my geography teacher used to tell us kids in our geography lesson when we were studying the provinces that are more prone to earthquakes.

But I always questioned "What if I'm sleeping." That's how it happened in Pompeii long ago. When the Vesuvio awoke, it was in the middle of the night. People were most vulnerable in their sleep and unable to escape. So it happened to Amatrice last night when the earth quaked.

The magnitude 6.2 quake struck at 03:36 (01:36 GMT), 100km (65 miles) north-east of Rome, not far from Perugia.
Many of the dead were in Accumoli, close to the epicentre, and a short distance away in Amatrice, where three-quarters of houses were destroyed.
Many people are still believed buried under the rubble, and the death toll is expected to rise. {via bbc}

Amatrice is a city famous in Italy as a beauty spot and is a popular holiday destination for Romans seeking cool mountain air at the height of the summer. Now, just a ghost of a city. The image that no one would like to go spend the summer. 

I'm so sad for all those who didn't wake up this morning. My heart is so heavy of pain. Lord we pray to you, look down on your children, we're suffering. 

19 Aug 2016


We didn't go anywhere this summer. I really was looking forward to enjoying exploring some part of Canada and USA. In fact at some point I was very annoyed with hubby because before the summer holidays we planned to do a road trip but his work, the weather and some house improvements delays made us cancel our plans. 

So in the end we decided to do a little trip around Saskatchewan and we opted for Echo Lake. We love camping so we did that. When we step away from our everyday life and immerse ourselves into nature we reconnect to our souls. We're together 24/7, that's what the children loves most.

Camping is like going to our natural self. We so close to Mother Earth that sometimes I feel like one. When I'm in my tent and all around are trees and just wind, I feel so close to Almighty. 

When camping we limit the use of technology. My favourite sport is watching my children play with the simple things they find in nature. 

The can become explores, artists creating art with wood for their gallery. The love getting dirty (even at home in our backyard) and enjoying the lake. 

Though this year we didn't go anyway fancy for the holidays, we sure enjoyed the simple things in life, and the most important thing is we spent more time together.

My daughter says it best "hotels are great when we're all together." Therefore home is wherever we're together.

11 Aug 2016


I was talking to my mother when she said "Nowadays people are wearing head wraps, it's the new fashion." To this statement I said "Do you remember I used to wrap my head?"
"You were too typical."
"I was a pioneer but you never let me embrace how I felt inside."

As long as I can remember I've always LOVE wearing head wraps, they made me feel beautiful and regal but not according to my mother. In fact my mother used to call me 'aberewa' (in akan it means old lady). When she said I was too typical she meant too African. But I never stopped wearing wraps and even if I couldn't I wore bandanas. Looking back little things like those were the foundation of self doubt, whatever I felt in my gut to do was not encouraged. In a way it prevented me to soar at young age but it's never too late.

Strangely the Pentecostal church she attended demanded that women wore head wraps, it was a sign of humbleness  in front of God.
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