Friday, August 4, 2023

No money, no honey

 My Dearest Tate,


I hope this letter finds you in good health and spirits. As I sit here in Kenya, my thoughts often wander back to the times we shared, and I realize how much I've learned since then. Life has taught me that the barriers of poverty and poker-faced people can indeed cloud our paths to finding love and happiness.


Living through humble circumstances has shown me the struggles that can overshadow the pursuit of love. And as for those who hide their emotions behind poker faces, I've come to understand that opening one's heart requires vulnerability and authenticity, traits that aren't always easy to express.


Yet, despite these challenges, I find solace in the belief that all things shall come to pass by the mercies of God. We must hold onto hope and continue to strive for the love and connection we seek, knowing that our efforts and faith will ultimately guide us toward brighter days.


I hope this letter reaches you well, and I send my warmest regards across the distance that separates us. May your journey be filled with love, joy, and the blessings of a future that surpasses our current struggles.


Yours sincerely,

Baba Janire. 

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