Earlier this evening, I overheard the women talking—my mother, aunts, some helpers, and my little sister. From my room window, I listened to their discussion about the funeral and everything they did to make it successful. Usually, I don’t eavesdrop on women’s conversations, but I couldn’t help but listen to this one. I admire their ability to keep things light despite their busy schedules. They prepared all the food, cleaned the house and yard, washed everything, and served the visitors who came for the funeral. What caught my attention was their talk about how they successfully carried out their plan. I admire and appreciate these women and their ingenuity. I wonder what they could achieve if they held political positions. I believe they would make good leaders, and I think African lawmakers should encourage women to take on more political roles. I sit in my room, trying to shake off the stress from the past week. My mind is filled with different thoughts. It’s heartwarming to see people working to help others. I am grateful for all your prayers and wishes. The family remains the most positive energy ever!

I’m re-reading Robin Hood tonight, which I found in my father’s book box. I think my mind needs some education—Goodnight, everyone.