Mom
Just a quick note. I'm still going to do a long piece on this phenomenon called Dame Patience Jonathan, our first lady. But we must acknowledge right away her indefatigable role in bring in the votes for her husband. She criss-crossed the country, rallying the womenfolk to vote for her spouse, and got him to announce a 35% affirmative action for Nigerian Women if he wins.
She is a fighter, and a winner's talisman!
When (not if!) the president gets reelected in April, all his supporters owe Patience a world of roses. And she will get it.
Patience is your daughter, Mom, keep praying for her.
Ever
Dayo
In the business of life and living, and the way we grow up, there is a compelling conversation which binds us for aye...with our parents and siblings. Here or beyond, we sort of keep the link, the bond. And we refer or report visibly or invisibly, known or unknown...to them. I should be sharing my thoughts and notes in this regard, as well as speaking to your own dads and moms by mutual solidarity.
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