Are you single to a stupor? Yet to come to terms with the fact that singleness is your thing? Get in here this post is for you. Okay I kid, there isn't such a thing as "single to a stupor". If you ever ask God why you are still single at least once every week, pray for your own Boaz, do not know who Boaz is; but will like to meet him because he sounds like a nice guy. This post is definitely for you.
I am Sudanese and my wife is Egyptian. We met in 1964, over a dead body. We didn't commit murder together if that's what you are thinking. We were in medical school, she was my partner. I remember how nervous I was about meddling with a real corpse, it was an old man and he... Continue Reading →
Prior to last weekend, I used to pride myself in my ability to greet elders, I have had people complain that I greet too much. Well that was before I met people who genuinely thrive on greetings, who live for the very moment your knees hit the floor in submission and acknowledgment of their adulthood. I greeted so much last weekend my joints were tired and even my go to plastic smile failed me at a point.