Let me tell you about my
dream last night.
There was a funeral. And I
don’t remember whose it was but must have been someone very important because
President Obama and Michelle Obama were present.
As many thronged to get a
picture with them, I simply said hello and asked for a picture. I got my request, even though a dashing young man who was by the
president’s side all the time joined the picture and when I asked for a
personal picture with the President alone, he declined and I said “I understand Sir” and moved away before Michelle grabbed
my arm and said, “Don’t mind him, you’ll get even more than a picture”.
She took me in her arms as
we walked towards the front row being the seat reserved for the POTUS and
FLOTUS. Mr President took his seat alongside the young man who was in our
picture and the First Lady pulled me and said, let’s leave the gentlemen alone
and take several seats toward the back.
Before we even sat, a lady
walked up to me and said, sorry but you shouldn’t be here, and turned to the
FLOTUS to greet. Michelle rebuked her with a smile and said, No, she’s with me
now and I am fine with her being here.
As the funeral ended and
people began moving out of the hall, I spotted my Dad and told Michelle that my
Dad is here and she should say hello. She obliged immediately as we found our
way to where my dad was and they exchanged pleasantries. Dad said I should
follow him as he was going home directly but Michelle said “No that she’ll take
me home later and so dad left.
We were later joined by
Obama and this dude who hung unto him like butter to bread, and next thing, I
was left alone with the young man.
Yes, we spoke for a while
on various topics most of which I can’t remember now because I was swept away
by the wholesome package of a man that stood in front of me and we proceeded to
grab a quick lunch.
While we yet ate, he
brought out this lovely piece of Diamond ring and asked “if I would Marry Him”
and before I could understand what was happening, Michelle was behind me
grinning and said “I told you, you will get more than a picture” ….
And I smiled, looked back
at the gentleman and said................................
It's beautiful i said as i
looked at the glistening rock on my finger. I couldn't believe my eyes. Truly
some of us do have "Grace" for friendship but truly, mine was
more than friendship. It's a Kill.
We got up and hugged as he
whispered sweet words in my ears. I couldn't contain my excitement as I hugged
him more tightly.
I'm yet to give an answer
but if you read me, you would know I was sold to the idea of becoming his bride
but the motivation to this "Grace
for friendship" test
lurked somewhere in the shadows waiting for me to break free from my company to
accost me for my obvious behavior.
"How could you accept
his ring"? That wasn't the plan.
Somewhat perplexed, I
stuttered a bit and then laughed albeit hysterically. I thought we were free to
put our Grace to test and bask in the outcome.
Why do you wear a long face
now?
Did you suddenly wake up
on grass?
Honey, but you know you
have to say no to him right?
The grass they say is
always greener on the other side. But you failed to understand that if you tend
to your grass, it will stay green. I think I've found my green grass now and I
will tend to it. Thank you for establishing the "Grace for
friendship".
But you barely know
him!!.
Yes, but I do know he's
got a name and that was part of your requirement.
He yanked my arm as though
the jolt will cause me to snap out of it. But I smiled and broke my arm free
from his grip.
