It’s twenty years today 13th may 2022. I have not given myself permission to have these memories in over a decade, heck over 15 years. The last time I allowed my mind travel I was on a road trip to Lagos to shop for my wedding, that was May 2016. …
Category: Life
My relationship with the rainbow is a long and friendly one. As a child I was simply gobsmacked that all those colours could just be in the sky randomly( at least thats what my childlike mind thought). I was always really happy to see the rainbow colours in bubbles too …
The first time I experienced culture shock , I was 8 years old and yes my memory is fantastic . I had travelled home to Otukpo for Christmas with my family. Now if you’re Nigerian you know what this means. For those who know not, a lot of us live …
So my baby sis’ died in 2002…... The buildup to my wedding was the first time I really missed her in many years. When she died something in me died and to be honest I didn’t even realize it up until recently. Growing up I was a music person; my …
It’s 2:am here and I just signed into my blog for the first time in a while and I just realized, it’s been two years since my last actual blog post or technically 25 months depending on how you count. I’ve had one post last year but to be honest …
Hello, How you doing? Just thought I should ask. So, a few days ago I was reading an article on xonecole.com “ten signs you’ve got a close toxic friend” and from the title you can see what it was addressing . As expected I proceeded to read the article and …
Ori’s christian mind: “Ori let go of past hurts ” Eye roll… This is my mind trying to practice what was preached in church on Sunday. However Ori’s carnal mind : “Abeg! leave me first”. I love the power that comes with holding on to a grudge especially if I …
I have noticed that I can’t blog often because sometimes I’m afraid to put out what I actually have written down. So I have a huge pile of material in my unpublished file. I would love to brag and say I don’t care what anybody thinks and I don’t care …
I made this post in 5 minutes because somebody pissed me off. So read it with that in mind, I was angry and sarcastic Dear sister/brother, Please do not be calling your husband or wife by name oh…. ahahn that’s a very bad something oh! you have to call him …
“My mother is the best cook in the world. Her….'{insert choice dish}’…. is the best in the Nigeria”. Almost everyone I have ever met, has that stoic belief that their Mom/Dad is best at one thing or the other, which I think is fabulous. I mean, Nigerians love to hate …