When dad could have died. 😔

As a black Yoruba girl, the mystery of the supernatural fascinates me. It gives me room to wonder - truth or shenanigans? It's not novel to me - the spiritual things. But it's ever always new to me. What do you do when a prophet comes bearing news that dad could have died over the night? Pray, definitely! 😄 Then again, what do you do when, after a family prayer, thanking God for life, you get in a misunderstanding with dad? Well, I rant to my notepad in constructive writing. This helps me, and has always helped me, to stay sane and reason the matter. 'Cause, what else to do when you are the family's black sheep. Literally. 😇 Happy Father's day, lovelies. 😙