Phew!
Every day, every month leading up to this day was eventful. In their own way. Each one had their share of cake and chaos. You know, some good here, some not so good there, and we kept rolling.
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I think January was very eventful. A little something happened which had never happened before, and it shook me a bit. It was only a tiny little bit, and that was it. With January, it was amazing how I managed the situation then and this sort of swells me with prude how optimistic I was and how I was able to speak positive words which I may not have really meant but somehow, it came to be.
I apologize in advance if I don't stick to the prompt asking of one eventful month but share bits that I remember from any of the months. Actually, it'll just be for January and February since the stuff happened between late January and early February. Think of them as one.
So, January. In January, my new phone got stolen. I had just gotten the device and had barely begun to transfer files and make updates and do some settings before I lost it. Nope, I didn't lose it. Burglars did what they knew to do best. To this day, we're all in awe at how anyone could have jumped over our very high fence to do such. The phone was nearly a week old. Thankfully, I have not been attached to it yet. It's weird how I wasn't even angry when it happened, I merely mentioned that I would get a device five times It's worth and boy, I did that!
And then February. In February, I had to travel down to my hometown since after a few years. I should add that I vehicle we boarded had only begun journeying before my phone went bad. It was saddening
Meanwhile, the trip was for my paternal grandmother's funeral. I was excited and absolutely nervous. I did not know how things could go. I did not know how much things had changed. Not to forget the thrill of embarking on a trip. It is surprising, thinking about it this moment, that same ne who had some place to travel to had not traveled in about four(maybe five) years until that time.
Lots of planking, preparation, and spending went into that month. It was hectic. Arriving at my family house in the village and reuniting with family members was nostalgic and would have been absolutely perfect but for the occasion. Since growing older, we've been gathering together less and less frequently. What am I even saying? This should be personalized. I've been going back for the vacations less and had only seen some of my people long ago. You can only imagine the barrage of emotions that I felt.
Things went well. The occasion, I mean. Family still held on in that bond and love that has become so ingrained in us. Grandma lived up to a hundred and seven years, so, as most people would say, it was a celebration sort of. I was just glad to have an almost full house. We bonded again and like we never had been apart geographically. Plus, not to forget the group pictures. First of its kind, if I am right. All went well and everything was good
I may have felt some anger from not seeing my grandma before her demise, but I was glad that she lived well and gave me the best memories that any grandma would. I have to spill that it was around that time that I talked to myself to never neglect any sort of family gathering and family time. I need to ssvour every moment that I get with my people. You get, right?
Surely, I've had better months. Months which were far more eventful and exciting. Just can't explain why I chose to wrote about this one.
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