The Woman in the Mirror

Has anyone ever died from a broken heart? I saw a movie a long time ago where a lady died from a broken heart. I mean her heart literally broke in two. I think of it and it's funny. Lately I've been thinking about decisions - the big ones. Like where to live, who to … Continue reading The Woman in the Mirror

Of listless weeks and Unexpected Wins

When I awoke to 2018 all I wanted was to go back to sleep. The following months were a disaster waiting to happen despite all efforts to make them better. I was failing woefully and not even with class. Until now...

And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer

After reading Fredrik Backman’s “A Man Called Ove”, he’s become my new obsession. There aren’t many writers out there who draw your soul into a story like he does. You see the characters. You root for them. You feel their sorrows and hopes and triumph. You sit in bed at 2am weeping for them, and … Continue reading And Every Morning the Way Home Gets Longer and Longer

Operation Andrew

The Cathedral Church of Christ, Marina (CCC) is the oldest Anglican cathedral in the Church of Nigeria. The foundation stone of the first building was laid in 29/3/1867 and the cathedral established in 1869. While the construction of the current building began 1/11/1924 and completed in 1946. But this isn’t about the church as we … Continue reading Operation Andrew

One Year Older

Anniversary Reblog.

It was my birthday a few days ago. I read this post again and realise just how much of it still holds true for me.
I’ve made new friends, fresh relationships and met awesome people I’m fortunate to call ‘family’.

I’m still in shock from all the cake I ate on Tuesday lol, and cringe at the extra hour of work I need at the gym to get all the calories off my hips. But it was a good day– the very best, and I look forward to everything this new year brings 🙂

Honest Conversations

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This is in response to the daily prompt Cake. I’m doing this as a free-writing exercising after abandoning us for over two months. Coincidentally this is one day of the year when I’m allowed to eat lots of cake without thinking about calories.

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Thirty Years Later

Because this is everything I would say to myself ten years ago, and everything I need to hear today.

The Weight of Struggle

It was few minutes past 8pm when I boarded one of the loading vehicles for the night before drivers called it a day. I rode shotgun, squeezed between the driver and a middle-aged man. The engines kicked to life as the light overhead cast its dim glow. “Your money please.” Hands stretched forth clasping wazobia … Continue reading The Weight of Struggle

Hello, I’m Alive! (and ten lessons learned)

It’s 2017 and feels like I got the memo when everyone’s already having a good time. For the first time since I started this blog I didn’t write a New Year post. I’ll tell you why, alongside the beautiful things that happened in 2016. My spiritual life became richer. I’ve always been an always-have-your-feet-on-the-ground kind … Continue reading Hello, I’m Alive! (and ten lessons learned)

Happiness Through The Hour-Glass

If you had asked me what happiness meant a decade ago, my answer would have read: it’s finally coming home to good food and a warm bed. You see, I was in a boarding school that availed me only the basic luxuries—as basic as they could get. When I posed the same question to a … Continue reading Happiness Through The Hour-Glass

Thinking About The End

Death comes to all of us—eventually. Unless you’re of the biblical school of thoughts, then maybe you’ll live to see the rapture. Otherwise, death comes and it’s an end we all have to face. I find the thought of this mortality amusing—I’ve said this before and got called a weirdo, but think about it. If we … Continue reading Thinking About The End

731 Days of Writing and Community

I began this blog two years ago in a hotel room far from home, filled with questions of my worth. It wasn’t a very happy day, but then, my life was not particularly cheerful to begin with. There were times when I cried so much I wondered if the flow would ever stop, and there … Continue reading 731 Days of Writing and Community

Don’t Buy Her A Gift…

According to the movies and stories passed down over the decades, courtship in Africa, specifically Nigeria was rather a funny and awkward exercise; one that still influences how relationships pan out in present day society. In those days when a man became of age and his elders deemed it time for him to get married, … Continue reading Don’t Buy Her A Gift…

Reconstructing Yesterday

It's another season of resolutions. I love resolutions; I love that January  can be a marker, a month we set aside to take stock of our yesterdays and make better plans for our tomorrows. A year ago I decided to take time to know my God better. It could have won the award for the … Continue reading Reconstructing Yesterday

Christmas Blues

  I woke up today, walked outside and sniffed the air. It was there: Christmas. I could smell it in the cold, dry wind that signaled the beginning of the harmattan. It was there in the dust that twirled in the air; in this incredible heat from an angry sun, ever less often punctuated by rain. … Continue reading Christmas Blues

Your Story Doesn’t Count

His was the only familiar face as I stepped into the bus. I made my way to his side—more leg space I told myself, but it was curiosity that propelled my feet. Then I spent the next minute stealing glances, willing my mind to connect the dots three weeks old. We’d moved only ten minutes … Continue reading Your Story Doesn’t Count