Confessions of a Fat Girl 69: Back to Reality

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February 19th, 2010

As expected, the funeral today was an emotional affair. From when the body arrived the house in the morning, for the viewing, to when we departed for Church for the funeral Mass, to when we returned back to the house for the interment, it was a very difficult day indeed.

Dad was no longer able to retain the composure he has had in the weeks since his wife’s death. When he saw her body this morning, he broke down. He managed to stay composed through the service, but broke down again when the casket was being lowered into the ground. It had been Ogonna and Akwaugo who held him, and comforted him as he wept, while I was with a hysterical Legachi. JJ, who had arrived with his parents this morning, helped with Marizu.

The only beautiful thing about the day had been seeing the men in our lives act as pall bearers at the Church. Well, I don’t know if I should count Chiemela as a man in our lives, but for the sake of the brevity of his relationship with Ogonna, I will. The surprise addition was Ifeanyi, who had showed up at the house, at the crack of dawn, dressed in his suit, and instead of sitting at his usual spot, had actually busied himself with preparations around the house. If it wasn’t for the somberness of the occasion, I would have had time to raise my brow, and wonder how come he wasn’t too bothered about messing up his suit this time…because it sure looked like an expensive one. When the casket arrived from the mortuary, before anyone could tell him not to, he had joined the men carrying it from the car, into the house, and had also helped place it in the spot earmarked for it in the living room. And when we were heading off to Church, and he asked if he could have the honour of joining the pall bearers, who were we to refuse?! I saw a muscle clench in Chiemela’s jaw, but that had been the only outward sign he exhibited of any displeasure he might have had. Ogonna, on the other hand, was beaming with joy, seeing her man so involved with everything.

By the next day, Saturday, we all had to head back to our stations, as the New York bound trio of Ogonna, Akwaugo, and Chiemela, were scheduled to leave on Sunday. I briefly contemplated how awkward the flight would be for Ogonna and Chiemela, and wondered if there was any chance of reconciliation when they were both back home. But I didn’t have long to contemplate that.

“I’m staying for couple of weeks.” Ogonna had said, as we all had breakfast with my dad, JJ inclusive, who had stayed over last night, instead of heading back to Nkwerre with his parents.

Akwaugo laughed sarcastically. “Well, surprise, surprise!”

As Legachi and Marizu rejoiced about having their big sister for a while longer, our father peered at his first born quizzically. “Does this have anything to do with that young man, who was all over the place yesterday?”

Everyone at the table exchanged glances. With all the action happening outside the house, and in the compound over the last few days, we thought Dad had been oblivious to everything.

Ogonna smiled shyly. “Yes, dad. He…we…he wants to court me…”

“And you think putting your life on hold is a good idea?!” Dad asked, sternly.

“It won’t be on hold, Dad. I’ve already spoken with my Partners at the Medical Practice, and they are only too happy to give me this much time off, if it means…well, if it means I have finally found the man I want to spend the rest of my life with.”

“But what about Chiemela?” Dad asked, confused. “I thought the was the person of interest…”

“I don’t love him, Dad…not like I love Ifeanyi,” she answered.

Dad nodded slowly. “Love. Such a relative word,” then with a shrug “No problem. I’m only too happy to have my Ada for a bit longer. But tell that young man that I will have my eyes on him.”

I stared at my Dad in shock. Just like that?! I had half expected him to put up a more spirited fight for Chiemela. I definitely hadn’t expected him to jump on the Ifeanyi train, so quickly and easily! Ah, na wa oh! Chiemela, I don try for you!

After breakfast, Dad bade us farewell, and we departed for the airport, with Ogonna, Legachi and Marizu in tow. There, we met Chiemela, who didn’t seem surprised that Ogonna was staying behind. Our 1.05pm flight was on time, and by 2.15pm, we were already making our descent in Lagos.

Chiemela had opted to spend the night with relatives of his, and said he would meet us in the airport tomorrow. It wasn’t surprising to me. He had too much pride to bunk with the family of the woman who had rejected him, even if it was for only a night.

Akwaugo and I spent that Saturday night gisting like teenagers, and recapping the events of the last few days. I was still surprised that she didn’t feel as strongly about the Chiemela issue as I expected, considering she had even had more time to know him better.

“Ihunna, life has taught me not to question love. Love doesn’t give you any notice before it comes. From the minute we got to Enugu, I knew Ogonna’s heart was elsewhere. Yes, I like Chiemela for her…but I’m not her…and neither are you.”

I shrugged. I guess she had a point there. Ah well, I guess it was fun while it lasted.

My kids also got to spend time with their favorite Aunt, and it was with tears that they bade her farewell the next evening. JJ and I took her to the airport, and seeing Chiemela renewed my sadness again. Watching him help with luggage, not only his and Akwaugo’s, but even that of another pregnant traveller, who was behind them in the check-in queue, reminded me yet again of the gem we would be losing in this man. He is going to make some lucky woman very, very happy one day.

As we waved them off, I was hit with the reminder that it’s back to reality for me. Whether I like it or not, tomorrow, I have my weigh-in, and I have to get back on track with this weight loss of mine. Seeing my slim and beautiful sisters was a further reminder of this. I now look older than even Ogonna, who has 6 clear years on me! This my agadi nwayi move will not work for 2010 oh! I have to get back to my sexy ways, and give my sisters a run for their money!

That was what was on my mind as we left that airport, that and the fact that, in another two weeks, I would be doing the same for Ogonna…or would I?

With her, you never know!

 

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Catch up on Ihunna’s story here:

  1. Confessions of a Fat Girl 1: Grubbido
  2. Confessions of a Fat Girl 2: Fragile
  3. Confessions of a Fat Girl 3: Defiant
  4. Confessions of a Fat Girl 4: Progress
  5. Confessions of a Fat Girl 5: The Gym
  6. Confessions of a Fat Girl 6: Killjoy
  7. Confessions of a Fat Girl 7: Pain
  8. Confessions of a Fat Girl 8: Frenemies
  9. Confessions of a Fat Girl 9: Exhilarated
  10. Confessions of a Fat Girl 10: Popcorn
  11. Confessions of a Fat Girl 11: Free-fall
  12. Confessions of a Fat Girl 12: Sunday Morning
  13. Confessions of a Fat Girl 13: Mission Reactivated
  14. Confessions of a Fat Girl 14: New Things
  15. Confessions of a Fat Girl 15: Bad Business
  16. Confessions of a Fat Girl 16: Luxury Items
  17. Confessions of a Fat Girl 17: The Solution
  18. Confessions of a Fat Girl 18: Magic Formula
  19. Confessions of a Fat Girl 19: Date Night
  20. Confessions of a Fat Girl 20: Quinoa
  21. Confessions of a Fat Girl 21: Perfect Fit
  22. Confessions of a Fat Girl 22: Keeping In Touch
  23. Confessions of a Fat Girl 23: Delete
  24. Confessions of a Fat Girl 24: Philosophical
  25. Confessions of a Fat Girl 25: Keep it Moving
  26. Confessions of a Fat Girl 26: My Co-Wife
  27. Confessions of a Fat Girl 27: Old Jeans & Old Friends
  28. Confessions of a Fat Girl 28: Prawn Stir Fry
  29. Confessions of a Fat Girl 29: Facebook Tagging
  30. Confessions of a Fat Girl 30: Detox Part 2
  31. Confessions of a Fat Girl 31: Abs & Crunches
  32. Confessions of a Fat Girl 32: Making Notes
  33. Confessions of a Fat Girl 33: Christmas Party
  34. Confessions of a Fat Girl 34: Ashiedu
  35. Confessions of a Fat Girl 35: Willpower
  36. Confessions of a Fat Girl 36: Packing…and TV
  37. Confessions of a Fat Girl 37: Last Minute
  38. Confessions of a Fat Girl 38: Body Image
  39. Confessions of a Fat Girl 39: Christmas Trip
  40. Confessions of a Fat Girl 40: Christmas in the Village
  41. Confessions of a Fat Girl 41: Daddy’s Girl
  42. Confessions of a Fat Girl 42: 2010
  43. Confessions of a Fat Girl 43: Uzoamaka
  44. Confessions of a Fat Girl 44: Sugar Binge
  45. Confessions of a Fat Girl 45: The E-mail
  46. Confessions of a Fat Girl 46: She whose name must not be repeated
  47. Confessions of a Fat Girl 47: Smokescreen
  48. Confessions of a Fat Girl 48: Running away
  49. Confessions of a Fat Girl 49: Fry-Up
  50. Confessions of a Fat Girl 50: The Only Solution
  51. Confessions of a Fat Girl 51: The Intervention
  52. Confessions of a Fat Girl 52: Tri-State Sisters
  53. Confessions of a Fat Girl 53: Manhattan
  54. Confessions of a Fat Girl 54: Daddy’s Girls
  55. Confessions of a Fat Girl 55: Stunned Silence
  56. Confessions of a Fat Girl 56: Bereavement
  57. Confessions of a Fat Girl 57: The Reconciliation
  58. Confessions of a Fat Girl 58: Staying Back
  59. Confessions of a Fat Girl 59: Friends & Marriage Proposals
  60. Confessions of a Fat Girl 60: Colourful and Happy
  61. Confessions of a Fat Girl 61: Sweet Potato & Chicken Salad
  62. Confessions of a Fat Girl 62: Miss Amerikana
  63. Confessions of a Fat Girl 63: Tragi-Romantic
  64. Confessions of a Fat Girl 64: Dead to me
  65. Confessions of a Fat Girl 65: Love Triangle
  66. Confessions of a Fat Girl 66: Forever my lady
  67. Confessions of a Fat Girl 67: Fight to the death
  68. Confessions of a Fat Girl 68: Hard choice to make

 

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