We all had a very different childhood experience. For some it was incredible. Their parents were consistent, loving, and honest. For others, it was the opposite, they were absent, abusive, and broken. Wherever your story lands, we cannot deny that our parents, are still our parents. Our Mothers birthed us. Our Fathers (in most cases) supported us. They changed our diapers, listened to us cry, fed us, worried about us, and ultimately raised us.


But how well do we really know them? Our parents are the most familiar people in the world but also, sometimes, the most mysterious.

Who are they as a person? What were they like when they were growing up? What experiences most impacted their lives? What were their hopes and dreams and regrets?

As adults, so many of us don't ask our parents. Yet there's no better way to become closer to a person, even if you've known her all your life

I will have loved to ask my Mum of blessed memory... How did my Baba came and toast her and her reactuons before they finally got married.

GOD dey. My parents are alive. I thank GOD for their lives

b3llo: I will have loved to ask my Mum of blessed memory... How did my Baba came and toast her and her reactuons before they finally got married.

hahaha..i asked my mum dat one ooo . In those days, no toasting. She just had suitors and chose my dad.

mumumugu:

hahaha..i asked my mum dat one ooo . In those days, no toasting. She just had suitors and chose my dad.

I will interview my Baba and know the kind of words he used and his strategy.

Who did i inherit my mumuness from