No one is ever born into Life alone. Everyone has shared the bond of family. For many people, it is a bond that just follows them throughout life. For ME, it is the most important bond of all.Cant wait to see you guys again.
Traditionally, Africans pass on an oral tradition, linking generations through the epochs of time - the past & the future. I started this blog in my first year at Makere University, as a feeble attempt book the discourse of my life & family, because it wasn't written anywhere, except folktales. This blog has stood the test of being ignored, change of blogging technology and questioning its very existence, but reading this stuff back to myself, I see why I'll keep it.
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