Finding Home

Finding Home

I have spent two days thinking of an opening line for this blog post, and clearly, I suck at this. Because something within me kept saying…

The Year That Was

The Year That Was

On the first day of this year, I woke up at five am, not because I had an important place to go to, or a party to dress up to. Or because I…

Starting Over

Starting Over

On the day I lost my job, I went back home to a tantalizing thirty-minute-long sex. I do not understand why, but after I read the notice of…

Just a SleepOver

Just a SleepOver

In loving memory of Jim Karu What would you do if you woke up to find the person you slept with dead in bed? I’ve never really asked myself…

Human Home

Human Home

There are slight rain drops on the outside. I can tell because the dust on my balcony allows the petrichor to grace my nostrils, in amounts…

Things I am, Things I do, Things Live for

Things I am, Things I do, Things Live for

Among the few gifts I received on my birthday, an anonymous person sent me a gift card in which they asked: Do you get scared? How do you…

Walking Away

Walking Away

(For the people whose physical touches I have forgotten, whose breaths have been swallowed by the air around me. Whose footprints have…

Freedom, At Last

Freedom, At Last

July 4th 2019 might remain to be the day permanently etched in my mind, just because it is the day I quit a job I had been at for roughly…

End of The Road

End of The Road

For the one who holds ransom a greater part of my heart. The one who kills me softly with their words, unknowingly, because to them, sadness…

Musings of an Eight-Year-Old

Musings of an Eight-Year-Old

It is mid-morning. No dew. No chirping birds. Just the vrooms from vehicles and the screaming of running kids. Or mothers shouting at their…

Breaking Loose

Breaking Loose

It has been long since I was last here. Long since I had something worth writing here; that people would dash to read, and leave satisfied…

My Race, My Pace

My Race, My Pace

(Of feeling you are stuck, nothing seems to go on right, and constantly being tossed into a battle you have no interest in) I haven’t…

Afire Love

Afire Love

(Ed Sheeran has a song called Afire Love. I couldn’t find a song as fulfilling as that when writing this piece. I hope you listen to it when…

Day 16: 3 Things I Am Proud of About My Personality

Day 16: 3 Things I Am Proud of About My Personality

This one time, let me try to blow my own trumpet. It is always a hard thing to do. But challenges need to be dealt with in the most…

The Bed

The Bed

I have laid on this bed long enough to know how it feels, How the mattress on my side of the bed slides a little bit, How the maroon…

Letting Go

Letting Go

December 29th: What do you want? I do not flinch. I want to let go of 2018. 2018 has been that year when everything seemed to come to me as…

Hello December

Hello December

Ever since I read Iyanla Vanzant’s Yesterday I cried, the meaning of life has changed for me. Every morning before I get out of bed, I ask…

Do You?

Do You?

Do you have mornings where you don’t want to get out of bed? Not because you’re sleepy or the weather outside isn’t coming through for you…

No One Told Me

No One Told Me

I have been having this conversation in my head for quite some time now. I swear there was a time I had all the perfect lines to express…

Letter to My Unborn Son

Letter to My Unborn Son

Dear son, This is almost the fifth time I’m trying to write this letter. FIVE times son. Do you know why? I want everything perfect for you…

Love Muscle 

Love Muscle 

Towards the end of last year, an old friend of mine sent me a whole five-page document, stating how I had frustrated his efforts to develop…

The Wrap

The Wrap

I am writing this from the comfort of the ocean shore. I’m watching as the ocean waves gently crash against the low hanging cliffs when…

2017: My Year of Jubilee

2017: My Year of Jubilee

Well, I am not a huge fan of goodbyes, but I love the feeling that they leave me with. They drain me of all the strength and will to live…

Subscribe to get new post notifications

background image
Miss Mbabazi

Miss Mbabazi


Facing Adversity, Building Resilience and Finding Joy.

© 2020 - Miss Mbabazi