The Hairdresser

Well less than 2 days to go. Zainabu and her friend will meet me at the airport. Don't like going to a country without someone at the airport. When my first love began to stray I found a lovely lady Zainabu. So I tried to get her setup in a new salon. Well that met with disaster and fell through. After the second wife starting ruling me I escaped and ended up with Zainabu but found out she had a second husband. Now a year later I find myself in her arms. This trip is so uncertain I am actually very nervous. What will happen? But I will visit my old friend George and that alone is worth the trip. Also there is mwajuma (born on Friday) a daughter of Zainabu who speaks perfect english and Zainabu speaks swahili and a few other dialects. So the adventure begins. 

Lonely Road

After 9 months of sacrifice and support of someone i get the news she has found someone else. It is  a blow to the heart. Only seven days to go. If I stay here I die. Why because my A1C is 13. Sort of walking dead. But in Kenya the diet is perfect spinach, fish, fresh fruits. Also there I walk a lot. Also plenty of sun for that vitamin D. But now I have to walk alone, no one to meet me at the airport, where do i stay now in hotel find an apartment with no furniture and little money. So I guess this is the end either way. My Doctor said she is my friend but I soon realized it was only pity as I said I had no friends. But the reason I said that is because I am out of joint here. I love Kenya and when I am there I feel at home. Even though every woman I have known there is a liar.
I love the kids, Nicole, Wendy, Vanessa, little baldy, Majumbo and her brothers and little sister, and Everlines 4 children (Beryl,,,). When with the children I feel young again. And back to Hattie Mathews when I though I was dying she comforted me so I knew I could die in the arms of a black woman.  I traveled down deaths corridors being tortured in so many different ways. Dreams fade so fast but these memories are still fresh in my mind. Being tied to a bed and the nurse pouring gasoline all around as she prepared to burn me to death. These memories are there. So many, many memories. And now my last trip. To die somewhere in Kenya fighting wind mills.
What better way to die, instead of going blind if I stay here and getting limbs saw off by a surgeon as my diabetes grows worse.
So if I have a friend where is he/she now. The answer is simple he/she is in my future.

DESIDERATA

        GO PLACIDLY amid the noise & haste, & remember what peace
       there may be in silence.

        As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all
       persons.

        Speak your truth quietly & clearly; & listen to others, even
       the dull & ignorant;  they too have their story.

        Avoid loud & aggressive persons, they are vexations to the
       spirit.

        If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain &
       bitter; for always there will be greater & lesser persons than
       yourself.

        Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.  Keep interested
       in your own career, however humble;  it is a real possession in
       the changing fortunes of time.

        Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full
       of trickery.   But let this not blind you to what virtue there
       is;  many persons strive for high ideals; & everywhere life is
       full of heroism.

        Be yourself.  Especially, do not feign affection.

        Neither be cynical about love;  for in the face of all aridity
       & disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.

        Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering
       the things of youth.

        Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
       But do not distress yourself with imaginings.   Many fears are
       born of fatigue & loneliness.

        Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.

        You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees & the
       stars; you have a right to be here.

        And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is
       unfolding as it should.   Therefore be at peace with GOD,
       whatever you conceive HIM to be,  & whatever your labors &
       aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your
       soul.

        With all its sham, drudgery & broken dreams, it is still a
       beautiful world.  Be careful.  Strive to be happy.

      (Found in Old Saint Paul's Church, Baltimore, U.S.A. Dated 1692)