Entrance to my bros house which is now a chinese restaurant in East Legon, Accra.
We went to 'greet' our cousins who had just lost their mum.
Inside my parent's house in Sakaman, Accra.
Driving in extreme heat in Ghana. My driving skills and emotions were tested to the limit! Driving in Accra is a nightmare if you don't have the right temperament.
My cousin and I at a friend's 60th birthday party. My shiny face is a result of dancing and star beer hehehe.
My dear Dad. He is 88yrs old, 89 yrs this year and still going strong.
Me and my mum. She is 83yrs old, and she wanted me to take her out everyday.
Me and Dad
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I hope this won't come across as being 'prejudiced/racist' but there's just something special about an old brown face.It's got eyhars of suffering, wisdom and acceptance combined with contentment. I love the wrinkles and the wisdom that shines through old people's faces, especially those of our own people.
Aaah, you're so right. They've seen so much and overcome adversity. In a country where life expectancy is quite low, God has been so good to my parents. I had the priviledge of formally leading my dad to the Lord, though I think he secretly believed in Jesus.
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