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Written by Bailey Wanjagi
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Wednesday, 01 July 2009 |
The Childhood Years
Dear dad,
It never really occurred to me that you were gone, or better yet, why.
You weren’t around much anyway, so it seemed pretty normal to me, except the fact that mum was so sad for a while. Children notice things. I did not even know I had noticed that till now.
Anyway, childhood passed along uneventfully. I remember feeling lost all the time, and escaping into a little world where butterflies and rainbows were the order of the day, it was a beautiful idyllic place filled with flowers and sunshine. I think I believed it existed.
Deep down, though, I knew something was amiss.
I used to be a shy and sad child at times. I never really dealt with the loss of you.
I guess that’s what was wrong.
I guess it was the first stage of grief…denial.
Not of my own doing but my young mind could not conceive it.
Anyway, you will be glad to know that I had a happy childhood.
I played with my brothers, played with my friends, bonded with my aunts, loved my sister.
I excelled in school, I was a bright child and that’s where I found my identity.
I went to church, met my Heavenly Father and grew each day.
I was okay. For a while anyway. |
Bailey Wanjagi |
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