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Outside the door
Outside the DoorEvery morning I unlock my shop.I flip the lights on. They buzz. It’s not pretty. It’s just what they do.I stand there for a second before anyone comes in.It’s quiet. It’s mine.I didn’t set out to rebuild my … Continue reading
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Tagged #exclusion, rebuilding, belonging, steady, personalgrowth, women rebuilding
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I felt like I knew her
I went to my client’s mother’s celebration of life.It wasn’t just a funeral.It was a Nigerian celebration of life.And if you’ve never been to one, let me tell you — it’s not quiet and heavy the way we’re used to. … Continue reading
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Tagged #CelebrationofLife, #HonoringHer, #Legacy, #LifeBeyondTheChair, #NigerianCelebration
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included and left out
Over the years, some of my clients have passed away. Sometimes their families invited me to the funeral. They told people I was their barber. They made sure I knew that I mattered in that person’s life. Sometimes they even … Continue reading
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Tagged complicatedgrirg, daughter grief, estranged family, father loss, grievingalone
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The Burial
Today my father was buried. I was not there. At 10:30 am my time, they stood at the cemetery while I was somewhere else,working and trying to move through a normal day, I knew what time it was. I stopped … Continue reading
Today was His Funeral
today was his funeral, I was not there. Not because I didn’t love him. Not because I didn’t want to say goodbye, I was not there because I was left out of the plans. Decisions were made without me, conversations … Continue reading
Still His Daughter. 