The moon’s sister is what I would say describes me on a day like today. To most I am a pocket of sunshine, when I smile my chubby cheeks fill up-round and raised, a bit squishy for someone in her thirties.

My voice exudes calmness and it is only when you talk to me that you hear my Mother’s voice, her tonal variation in the subtle ‘uh!’ and her gentleness when I pause to catch a breath.

There is a mountain inside me and valleys within me- no they are not the same, one allows me to lift my head up high and look beyond today while the other reminds me to retreat into myself and reflect on life. I cannot trade one for the other.

Yesterday I learned another fancy word for a Writer and it’s ‘People Watcher,’ and so today I tell myself that I am an Observer, not of everything but of the little things that I could capture with words and set them before the world.

I love coffee, the Lake Victoria and cake.