not right, not wrong, just different

My mother entered most spaces with her voice first.

Before you see her, you would have heard her voice – greeting, complimenting, singing, questioning, chastising, or simply just announcing her arrival.

I am the opposite.

Most times, you won’t hear me coming. I move in silence, literally.

She took up spaces with her effervescence, I take up spaces with my “quietness”

None of us is right or wrong per se, we just navigate the world differently.

She has been gone for a few years now, and sometimes I wish I can hear her voice coming through again.



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Shola Okubote

My name is Shola Okubote, I am the Founder of You can reach me on Twitter – @sholaokubote, and Instagram – sholaokubote

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