“Some people come into our lives and quickly go. Some stay for a while, leave footprints on our hearts, and we are never, ever the same.”
Never had I dreamed that I would hear her voice again. She had been my daughter’s dedicated yaya from the time my daughter was born until my daughter turned twelve. She had become part of our family. Our worries were hers and her worries were ours.
Just as my daughter had started to test her young wings, her
Yaya Nita thought it time to spread
her own wings and decided to marry. It
was a sad day when Yaya Nita packed
her bags and we reluctantly said our good-byes.
