Today is Mothering Sunday, so Nigerians are celebrating their mothers. At church there is a huge procession of all the mothers and everyone is singing and dancing. When I got back from church I spent the next few hours in the kitchen. This week is Sr. Martina's turn to cook so I helped her chop onions and carrots, fry groundnuts for tomorrow's soup, and pounded ginger, garlic, and onions into a paste. Of all the nuns, Martina is probably the quietest but I love her sense of humor. At lunch the nuns translated what Fr. Nwodo said during mass. Father has three goats, one of which he has owned for over a year, and sadly all three are missing. One is big and white, the second is smaller and black, the third did not have a description but it will most likely be in the company of the other two goats. If anyone finds the said goats or knows of someone in possession of these goats should please contact the priest.
So I would like to wish all mothers a Happy Mothering Sunday. Today I have been thinking about my family and the BBQs we often have on Mothers' Day. If you are reading this Mom, I just wanted to say that I love you and miss you.
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