Love in Kivu

Dear suitors, thank you for expressing interest in the “Who will marry Chouchou des Grands Lacs” bidding war. While we were impressed with your qualifications, unfortunately, we’ve decided to move forward with another applicant whose refinement far supersedes others…

I know what you’re thinking faithful reader. First of all, let us respect ourselves: unroll your eyes babe. Did I erroneously presume others were “The One” before? YES. Was I mistaken? YES. Have I committed capital murder? NO. So, I beg, I beg, release me. I am not the omniscient God.

Yooo! This gentleman is of a rare sophistication. When he speaks, I think “There is a God.” My untamable nature doesn’t scare him, it excites him. This time, I will try the whole privacy thing, I will not share details on his identity. I will not share pictures for I don’t need commoners even BREATHING on his portrait. I will just pop up one day finger might heavy, stomach mighty bloated, if God wills it.Truth is, I always knew I’d find love in Kivu.

One Love, One Africa, One Humanity.