In July 2015, Mr Aisi, our children and I embarked on what would be our last holiday together as a family. At the beginning of the year, I had a strong persistent feeling that we had to take a family…
Don’t ever do any of this when you visit the bereaved -Tara Martins Aisida
It’s amazing what a ‘how are you doing? I thought of you today and said to call…’ or visit can do.
Hey, have you heard about “Survivor’s guilt”? -Tara Martins-Aisida
My first close encounter with death that took the wind off my sails was that of my younger sister, Torera. She died in 1995 at the age of 18+ from a little known autoimmune disease called Systemic Lupus Erythematosus (SLE). I remember…
Mrs is just a title, abi what do you think? – Tara Martins Aisida
I entered the bank with a flourish that cool Monday morning and was met with a loud “Good morning Mrs Aisida” by the beaming bank official and immediately the good feelings I had disappeared. No, the bank official didn’t say anything…
Abeg don’t call me widow, call me my name – Tara Martins Aisida
I remember being prayed for the same day Mr Aisi passed on or maybe, it was the very next day and someone (I can’t remember who now) uttered the word the “widow and the fatherless” in prayers and I thought…
