June 22, 2024

Category - Moments

A gathering of pieces, a mosaic of my life.

A Bucket of Memories

Making this ‘arrangement’ brought back memories of being a girl and being sent to the yard with clippers to cut flowers for my grandmother. My mother...

What Do You See Me Do?

Mami: Dayo, when you see me in conflict, what do you see me do? Dayo (immediately): You never debase yourself. Mami: And? Dayo: You never compromise...

Fright, Fight & Flight

When my mother physically attacked me in 2011, one week before my 37th birthday, the trigger was me calling her a hypocrite. Funny how malignant...