~Friday is here o, finally… by tomorrow I will be a week away from my umpteenth 18^th birthday, sighhhh…..feels great I must say. I’m just grateful to God that by his grace I will be able to celebrate my birthday with all my loved ones.

Anywhooo let me get to the story for today. So back in the days I believe I must have been about 8 or 9, I could not swallow medicine for nothing, I hated it soooo much that I would rather have gotten shots than take a pill, pls which normal child out there really likes needles? I did o that’s how much I didn’t like swallowing. That’s how I now decided to be sick o, I think I had malaria don’t really remember right now and you know naija pharmacy now, they will write on that their plastic bag they used to put the medicine in “take pill 1x daily for 14 days” , gosshhh it was like nightmare for me….now I tried on my own to swallow and it wasn’t working…mumsie would have to crush it for me to take it, then ofcourse she didn’t have time for that so in came the eba trick. The problem with the trick was that my mum told me the medicine was in the eba, so of course I searched for the medicine in the eba… I would chew the eba looking for it and once I found it, I just excused myself from the table saying I had to go to the bathroom, then I did the unthinkable…but I had to first pray to God (you know now), *ahem*, this was my prayer , “ God, please forgive, don’t let mummy be angry at me..but I can’t swallow this medicine, I know you’ll make me feel better” and guess what happened next?? I flushed it down the toilet! This was my routine for a couple of days and for the life of my mum she couldn’t tell why I wasn’t recovering as fast as I should.

So that’s how we were going to Tejousho market and I made the mistake of telling the driver, hmnnn before I knew it when my mum got in the car, the driver just spilled the beans on me…I should have known that drivers always had it in for me, read my previous post to get the jist. Can I just say that my mum was livid as hell, she shouted at me o and to make matters worster than worst she told everyone in that tejousho market what I had done hahahahhha..it wasn’t funny back then o, I just wanted to go home and cry mehn, so ofcourse my mum made sure every night after that she watched me swallow the medicine…and lets just say I damn well had to find a way to do it, cuz that woman wasn’t letting me out her sight until I did it.

Enjoy your weekend ;-) ~

Wow a year already, I remember this day vividly last year.

But let’s first rewind back to June 15 2008, I went to church and finally had made the decision to break up with my boyfriend of four years, I thought it would be tough but in a way I felt at peace because I knew God had already confirmed the decision for me and when you get confirmation from the Big Man it is definitely the right and best decision to go with. (the four year boyfriend story will be for another day as to how I knew it wasn’t meant to be) The breakup went smooth and driving back home, all I could think about was you. But there was one thing, we were yet to see in person since we started having these strong feelings for each other, how did we know it wasn’t just a phone, internet thing, we had to see in person and so sometime in the evening we made plans for me to come see you the next day.

June 16, 2008. I got to work and told my boss that I had to leave early due to some “personal issues” I had to take care of. I left work to catch the 12pm train. I think I went through a ton of emotions and series of questions, “what the heck am I doing?”, “could this really be possible?”, “God did you really put this person on this earth for me?”, “where is the film crew because this has got to be a movie!” e.t.c. The train ride was long but I finally got there at 3pm. I waited for you for about 5 mins to pick me up and I could swear that was the longest 5 mins I ever had to wait for someone. You finally showed up and when I got in the car all we could do was just stare at each other for a while, we got some food and went back to your place and I noticed that you continued staring at me. We talked for a bit and unfortunately time had run out as my train back was at 4pm. But one thing was established and maybe a bit overwhelming, it definitely was not a phone thing…these were real feelings, wonderful feelings, indescribable feelings and it felt damn good. When my train arrived we shared a kiss goodbye and on the train ride back we both poured our hearts out to each other. I made sure you knew that you were God sent, regardless of whatever happened, helping me buckle up and get my priorities back in focus, helping me see the kind of woman I am meant to be, also knowing that I could go back to being the old me, the loving and sweet me, truly and honestly just being myself with you, I couldn’t ask for anything more. I finally got back at 7pm and when I got home, I thanked God again for the day and for you and went to bed with a smile on my face.

I will always always remember today, because it definitely was the beginning of a new day and new life for me. Your friend dubbed it the 3-1-3 day, I travelled for 3 hours to come see you only to spend 1 hour with you and then travelled 3 hours to go back home. So here’s to today, thanking God for the gift of life, the gift of clarity and for allowing us to start our lives together not to long after. I love you.