New steps, real stories.

I met him 3 years after my existence, i didn’t know what a gift God gave me until now.

As the years went by i always thought of him as my baby, my little brother, my responsibility until we became adults and the role reversed. I became his baby, his responsibilities and because i couldn’t be younger in reality i would say his twin.

In my toughest moment he was there,when i was hurting and had no human in my corner Leye came through. I’ve had some scars that i can’t talk about but my blooda understood and let me heal through circumstances myself.

Marvy didn’t judge. He gave me space when i needed it and hung around when i was almost fell into depression. My blooda’s support is emotional, financial and existential.

I see why the Bible talks about a friend who sticks closer than a brother, the quantifier was a brother for a reason. I am grateful to God for the man he is becoming today.

It’s been 24 years i became your sister and i pray that in the next 24 years we would be in better places with better people doing the mighty will of God.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BLOODA.