For Better and For Worse (by Nafula Wafula)

“Here comes the bride…all dressed in white” I still remember the background music that accompanied me as I walked down the aisle. Careful not to step on the strikingly white gown. I remember the many faces, the women ululating joyously, hysterically almost. I remember papa’s face, his eyes red, his starched white shirt, his tie.…

Education, Who needs it?!

I want to share a story of a young woman that I met years ago. I have not had the courage to tell her story yet, so please bear with me as I squeeze out the details. Know that she has haunted me in my dreams and in my waking hours since I have met…