As the warm December sun kissed the face of Mother Earth, I knew, I knew deep down in my heart that it was my best month yet. Bonfires were lit with singing and dancing and food was in abundance as if it was harvest season. December didn't feel like a month, it felt like a city, it felt like paradise as peace, joy, love and smiles walked gloriously into the streets, into people's homes and hearts - euphoria! Yes, that's the feeling.
But on the last day of the month, something remarkable happened.
An unknown number called me. 'Dzidzornu, hope you're going for the watch night service?'
The angelic voice gave me butterflies in my stomach. It was Adwoa's, the gorgeous damsel I've been proposing love to for the past 3 years and always playing hard to get.
'Hello, Adwoa,' I said with my forced deep voice. 'Yes of course. I believe you're on your way?' I...