People | Generations

The Things We Never Say: A Family History

My mother traded her independence for the fullness of a family, tied it to a post for the confines of marriage.

Elements of this essay have been fictionalized to protect identities.

Love is in the hands.

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Jeopardy

Does it hurt when you walk?

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Nne

normal

a life-changing thing

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This one thing!

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Anene!!

If love was a walking human I would have killed it a long time ago. I would have stabbed it in the throat, sliced an artery and ceased oxygen to its heart. Love is stupid, amongst other things.

St. Louis

This was the moment of tears and blood, isn’t it? Is this the moment you are going to save her again, not because you love her, but because you are afraid?

will

crackThis was normal to her.

The only death that can kill a woman is death to her spirit.

moringa

Gwa m.