Hadiza & I knew each other from school – we were in grade 7 (JSS 1) and didn’t care much for each other, but by the time we met at a family party hosted by my parents, we found out that our mothers were related, and years later, found out that our fathers were too!
We formed a sisterly friendship that stood the test of time: different schools, friends and lifestyles as well as family crises of colorful and heartbreaking proportions. We changed through it all, but despite time, distance and everything in-between, we have always kept the faith. I know we’ve both hurt each other sometimes, but it’s been so easy to forgive because of our bond and understanding of each other.
I was Hadiza’s maid of honour a little over a year ago, and I had the double honour of being her baby’s god-mother over the weekend. I was really touched because I knew that it meant that I meant a lot to her.
Apart from my two sisters there are other ladies like Hadiza who have shared a lifetime of history with me, and maybe I will share more stories about them in future. I’ve realized that a sister’s love is usually so fierce it hurts (my kid sister’s, for example) and can be exasperating, but seriously, I wouldn’t have learned how to love myself from some of them. I still learn from them every day. They know themselves: from the mischievous divas and fashionistas to the quiet listeners and strong supporters. I love you girls, from deep down in the heart of me.