A long awaited answer?

Hello!!! How are you awesome people doing? So, today's post is an old story that is a bit long, but very interesting. I'm not just saying that cause I wrote it. I think the story is 3 years old or more, but I never shared it. It's never too late to share right? Be kind enough to share after reading. Thank you for checking this blog every Monday (even when I fail to post). You guys are really awesome. Have a blessed week :) ** Her back was turned to him as she stared outside the window. “The weather is beautiful today. Let’s go ...

I. Need. Myself. More!

I love being with you. It makes my body respond in ways I don't understand. It makes my heart so calm in ways I have failed to make it. My world is complete with you in it. I love that I can talk to you about anything. I love that I can be mad at you and it will be the kind of madness that comes from a place of deep love for you. A place where many people cannot reach. You make my world more beautiful. You Inspire me and sometimes when I look at you, I count myself ...

What Should I Tell Our Kids?

Hey You, So, I have a question for you… What Should I Tell Our Kids? I sat at the large dining table that always felt too small whenever you were seated there. I held the hot cup of coffee in my hand and looked out the window. Our girls were playing basketball with their brother and that made me smile. It also made me sad because I didn't know how I was going to tell them that their daddy was not coming home. How do you explain death to children that are younger than ten years? I know the world has really advanced ...

I don’t want to be a nobody.

Hello beautiful people! I hope you are letting life treat you well. Today's post is a story Akinwale sent to me. I enjoyed reading it and I believe you will as well. And you would be seeing more of his writings as the weeks go by. ** I laughed as I finally sat down to rest after a long day's work on the farm. Garuba- one of my younger friends, who was bravely trying to retrieve a football from under a shade filled with hornets nests had just been stung! Even Wasiu, the most altruistic member of the group was laughing amongst ...

The memories we made

Just because it's time to let more of my writings be seen... ** You know what? It’s fine. I am fine. It’s fine that we don’t talk now It’s fine that we can be in the same room and act like complete strangers You know, just smile politely at each other As if we didn’t once share clothes And buy matching shoes and jackets It’s fine that you will rather have someone else Be your partner for the project we are working on That’s life * There was a time you would wait for me and I, you! We were inseparable and no one ever asked to be my partner for anything Because they knew ...

One last time!

I had a very eventful and lovely Christmas break for many reasons. An important one is the deep souls I was privileged to meet. Akinwale had told me about Pastor Seun and from the things he said, I was very interested in meeting P. Seun. I remember telling him to message P. Seun to ask if he was around where we were so I could meet him. As the universe would have it, we bumped into P. Seun on our way out. He had not even read Akinwale's message at the time. It was a pleasure meeting him and it ...

Always here?

Canterbury is a beautiful city. It is a historical city with a lot of medieval buildings and structures still standing and one of them is the famous Canterbury cathedral. She gets a lot of tourists, in fact not a lot of people come to Canterbury without visiting the famous Canterbury Cathedral. I heard the Cathedral is really beautiful. It is often regarded as an architectural masterpiece with striking aesthetic qualities coupled with its prime location which puts it in a vantage point from which it's towers can be seen from virtually many points in the city. From what I have ...

Dear mother!

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I know talented people and one of those talented people is my younger sister, Oyindamola. She told me her friend challenged her to write a letter as a baby in the womb to her mum. She playfully did it, and I fell in love with it when she showed the poem to me. I am hoping you will also like it and share after reading. * Dear mother, I cannot wait To be out there With you My heart yearns For you To hold me Right in your arms Dear mother, I want you to Hear me clearly And take these words Straight to your heart. Dear mother, Please, Be prepared to tell me Everyday That life is not ...