...The smile on my face was so large, I could feel the pain behind my ears;our joy knew no bounds. He had been away for months, only his voice & the imaginations of our hearts kept our conversations lively. We didn't know what he looked like, had he added or had he shed some weight? Whenever, he had his dinner and he called a food quite local to us, we could relate to that, however, when an international dish is mentioned, a quick imagination is created of what that would look like, especially, when #Google is not nearby.
Facebook, no; Twitter, no; WhatsApp, no; Skype, Please don't say no. At the moment, no social networking sites seemed of good appeal except text messaging over telecommunication networks, however, this was starting to weigh on my pocket account; besides, this was also due to the fact that I had no able-bodied phones. Well, I didn't say no to "Skype", the data was low,'We won't be deterred, " Portable Wi-Fi hotspot" to the rescue. "It's working, It's working, but we can't see your face,'We shall not be weighed down. "Put on your front camera", after several tries, let's not forget the fluctuating network, and then: "Oh my God! We can see you, We can see you, you've added weight o, What are you eating?" He opens his mouth, how shall we see? He says "Pounded yam and Vegetable soup".
Our joy knows no bounds. We are not saying anything, but just grinning & smiling widely at the screen. He says We are behaving like #Teletubbies', we don't care. Our joy knows no bounds. He's my Daddy! Family...we are one!
