Vera Ezimora, Author at Verastic

April 10, 2024

Book Review: Call Me Legachi by Adesuwa O’Man Nwokedi

When I first came to America, one of my happiest days was the day I found out that I could go to the library and borrow books for free. Whattttt!!!!!! Let's rewind. I don't know if there were free libraries in Nigeria - Jos, specifically (apart from the ones in school) where you could borrow an unlimited number of books AND the library had a decent selection. I do not remember that. Maybe they existed, but I don't remember. My mom used to buy me books to read, but I always read them too quickly. Read More

April 1, 2024

2023 Was On Autopilot + Mental Health Support

Funmie says I need therapy. She's probably right. I should probably be exploring mental health support. So much has happened in the past few years, but losing my mom tops them all. My mom passed away in April 2022, and then, the rest of the year just became busy with other changes and realities in my life. Planning a funeral, for example, was a reality I was not ready to face. I did not think I was old enough or experienced enough to be burying a parent. But I did. Exploring mental health Read More

May 17, 2023

April 24, 2023

It’s Been A Year Since My Mom Transitioned

We all die, right? I mean, we all know that eventually, we all die. We do not leave here alive. We are born, we live, and then, we die. Or in my dad's favorite words, "we perish." I don't like perish by the way. We're not fruits. As of the typing of this post, it's a few days to the anniversary of my mom's transition. I'm sitting in a booth in Panera Bread, people-watching and thinking. There was a little white boy in the booth in front of me. I'd peg him to be about a year and a half old. He Read More

February 13, 2023

Conversations With God About My Dating Life

Dating can be one kind. Sometimes, it feels like a cool breeze on a hot summer day, and sometimes, it feels like learning the anatomy of a dinosaur in Mandarin.As it came to pass, I was actively trying and failing to learn the anatomy of a dinosaur in Mandarin. The harder I tried, the harder I failed. When complaining and crying myself to sleep made no difference, I resorted to talking to God, and He actually talked back. "Dear God," I cried, "I just want love. I want a man of integrity. I want Read More

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