Six months into the year! I have learned that while life may not always unfold according to my plans, God's faithfulness, the love of my family, and the lessons found in disappointment have helped me grow stronger, wiser, and more at peace with the journey.

I woke up feeling a bit nostalgic. Of those days. Something was pushing me to play Buhoro Buhoro, Kigoma, Next to You … songs from the days when my routine meant catching a Nyamirambo minibus at 7 a.m., the ones with graffiti of celebrities splashed across the sides. My favorite was the bus with T-Bag from Prison Break. That show was a hit back then, and those were exactly my kind of movies. Every evening after school I’d rush home, change out of my uniform into a T-shirt and

We recently moved into our house, and each day it’s becoming a little more like home. Not through perfect décor or finished corners, but through the small, lived-in moments — the laughter, the mess, the love that settles quietly between us.

"More than you love me." His words had been simple, almost teasing. I had asked him how much he loved me…

Every toast we make is a promise to cherish each moment, weaving a tapestry of love and connection with every shared smile and memory.