That was the beginning of this trip. Something in his tone had me tense, I imagined what it was as he got off the phone. I didn’t wonder for long because he called back, completely broken, and it broke me. I confirmed you were gone and I couldn’t find my voice.
Maybe I should send Uncle Okezie a thank you card, because he presented a splendid memory, which I am going to remember you by.
I talk about you and struggle whether to use past tense or present tense. I know I should use past tense, but I am not willing.
Grandfather left a couple of months before you. I knew there was something wrong with the way that left me feeling. Somewhat distant and in denial. I wondered what could be missing. The pain? The PAIN?
This is the difference.
Day 2 of n….where n is indefinite.
I don’t know when I will get tired of counting. Maybe today,Maybe a year today. I remember when the Champions of #BBOG were going about their cause, and counted as far as 500 days. I wondered if they would tire, when they would tire. The people who started the counting cause, and fell by the wayside; it don’t necessarily mean that they had tired to lend voice..
I may not count what day it is without you on earth, but it is certainly not any easier.
I bid you Adieu my brother and friend, this vacuum is yours to fill, the memories together will do it.
Ohakwe Stephen Akwiwu lives forever.