Ayomiposi Faleye's middle name could be dubbed Insecurity and it would suit her perfectly. Battered by her mother's verbal abuses and her father's abandonment, she longs for something or someone that can fill that void and replace the uncertainty sh...
Drink deeply of the pleasures of this God. Experience for yourself the joyous mercies he gives to all who turn to hide themselves in him. --Psalms 34:8 (TPT)
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There really was no doubt about it: God was good and will forever be good. The goodness of God was indeed something to shout about. And Posi was more than glad to do the shouting and rejoicing.
Her mum and herself had spent the better part of the weekend just enjoying each other's company and talking. Even Funmi and Gerald had popped in at some point to see her mum. And she was glad to see that they all got along so well.
Smiling, she remembered her mum's departure that morning. It was so amazing to see that a relationship she had always thought she could do without, had turned into one she craved for.
Posi and her mum stood in an area of the Ajah Motor Park, as they waited for the Sienna vehicle to fill up. They gisted and laughed at the various comical interactions between the passengers and drivers.
One passenger in particular had luggage that seemed humanly possible to travel with, especially since there were other passengers with luggages, and still wanted to pay the normal seat price. The driver refused to put her load in the car and an exchange of words ensued before she finally agreed to pay a little extra.
As soon as the 'manifest' was brought out for the passengers to fill, the drivers and their conductor began to hurry their passengers into the vehicle. Posi's eyes glistened with unshed tears as she held onto her mum's hands.
"Oh, my darling," her mum cooed, wrapping her arms around her. "I'll be back soon ehn. Don't cry, my big baby."
Unable to speak, Posi nodded her head and returned the hug. "I miss you already, mum."
"I miss you too, sweetheart."
"Óyáóyá, e wolémàmá (Come on, come on, go into the car, woman)," the driver shouted suddenly jarring both Posi and her mum back to their surrounding.
Posi glared at the driver with her classic glare. The driver just turned his nose up at her and made to slide the door shut where she was still standing.
"Se e rii mii ni? (Didn't you see me?)," she screamed at the driver.
As the driver made to give her a reply which was sure to be insulting, her mum stopped him and hugged Posi one more time. "I'll call you as soon as I arrive at home, ehn. Love you, dear."
"Yes, ma. Love you too. Have a safe trip."
Posi glared at the driver one last time, before she moved back to allow him shut the door. The other passengers urged him to hurry for them to begin the journey and off they went.
