I’ve always assumed that a father’s blessing is merely customary. It’s a polite and respectful tradition. It was a spiritual key until I discovered it the hard way. My name is Evalyne, and here is the tale of how my father’s silent curse imprisoned my own womb and how only Dr. Bokko was able to unlock it. Daniel Omondi captured my heart while I was a student at Egerton University.
A gentle, devout Luo guy with aspirations as lofty as his heart. I’m Kikuyu, from a strict household where ethnic pride was more important than religion. I was born and reared in Murang’a. My father’s face froze when I brought Daniel home and introduced him. He didn’t yell. He made no attempt to argue. “Do not cry to me when your joy turns to pain if you walk into that man’s house without my blessing,” he added, simply glancing at me. To read more click here.
