Anyone who has stood at the front of a church, in an open field, or before Elvis knows that when they say "I do" that they lose a tiny bit of themselves in the trade-off for something much greater, or so one hopes. As I followed Bolanle through the opening chapters, I wondered about the event/thought/happening which made her think that this was the avenue her life should take. I wonder if she will think the trade-off was equitable, or if she will be like some of us who thought "I must be me."
Still with too much of the book yet pending to read, I will not venture on conclusions. Instead, reflections accompany my morning coffee.
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