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The one about the very many difficult firsts

It’s 4.14am today, April 13 and I am tired of thinking sleep is the escape I need from the reality of what today means to me and my family. I decided instead to write out my emotions. Writing has always been my outlet. My life up till date has been divided into two distinct parts; life before September 23, 2023 and life after then. That was the day I got the tragic news of my sister’s passing and something changed in me forever since then. I don’t know what it is but I feel it everyday I take a breath or look in the mirror. Life after September 23 has come with a lot of firsts. The first Christmas without…

The one about music, art and friends.

Hi guys, how have you been? Hope you have gotten yourself in the mood for the most wonderful time of the year. Christmas and the end of the year activities generally has a way of making me forget momentarily about life's woes and concentrate on the good things, good tidings as it is said. Listening to carols are one of my highlights of this time of the year. I am a sucker for good music and I appreciate the fact that carols are consistent and warm, like a big hug from your favourite person. Speaking about music, Nigerian artistes have been generous to us with great music this year and I love to see it. One of my favourite songs…

Girl Facing Pier

The one about unusual self-care

It's been forever and I know. I will be the first to admit to my lack of accountability on the blog posts goals I set for myself this year. Things have been pretty intense and when I finally decided to blog again, I discovered that I didn't renew my website service subscription and someone bought my domain name. The said person then requested that I buy it back for 400 Queen Elizabeth Pounds! When Tems sang about crazy things happening, my good sister did not tell a single lie. What is important is that I am back like I never left and I intend to do better as a blogger and an adult in smashing my goals, so help me…

The one about the road to love

I knew I wanted to write about love to commemorate Valentine’s Day but I had no idea what to write. The subject of romantic love is so extensive that one could write for hours and not exhaust half of it. To help me streamline my thoughts, I put out a post on my Instagram stories to ask my friends to select from a list of topics I had on my radar. Interestingly, everyone had different ideas on what they wanted me to write about, there was no majority vote on any of the topics. I have thus decided to see if I can touch a bit on every of them and maybe have a part 2 if this post becomes…

The one about the weirdness that is 2021

I started 2021 in the most beautiful way. My friends and I were being pampered at the The Ritz Carlton, Dubai. We decided that for the first time in our adult lives, we won’t ring in the new year in church. We were on Dubai streets, dancing, looking for Nigerian parties to crash and eventually watching the fireworks that heralded the beginning of 2021. If you know Dubai, you know they don't do anything half-assed, so the fireworks were very magical, and we had the best time. I thought 2021 was off to an amazing start. How wrong was I though, as early as 9th January, my brother tested positive to COVID-19. I got to see firsthand how aggressive that…

The one that has no title

It has been a minute as usual. No one makes grand plans like the person that does not know tomorrow. In this case, this is me, I believed I would always be in the mood to write but hahaha. I have not been writing because I lacked motivation and time to articulate my thoughts into words. Let me tell you quickly what I have been up to. In June, I realized that I needed to upskill to navigate from my current role at work to another unit. I registered for a training outside of work to aid me in transitioning and classes started towards the end of July. It started well and rosy, I was learning new stuff and felt…

The one about celebrating women because we deserve .

International Women's Day is here again where we will talk and talk while some people will still not listen. Long time, no post though. Hope you guys have been okay and livin lavida loca. I can't believe we are almost halfway through March, this year seems to be going by very swiftly and I am not complaining. Even though I have been AWOL, I had to come out of my writing hiatus real quick to celebrate women. A lot of us women were raised mostly a certain type of way and we have been told what to do per time as a woman. You will hear lines such as, 'as a woman you should', 'as a woman, you cannot' and…

The one about 2020, the year we were not warned about.

Omoooo * 10,000,000. Now now now, someone should have at least given us the heads up that Lucifer was going to find love and use the universe to entertain his girlfriend in 2020. If you do not get my reference, check this out ad by Ryan Reynolds, who by the way is one of my favorite Hollywood actors. His dark humour is topnotch. The year 2020 is the year I cried the most silent tears as an adult. It started a few days after my birthday when I woke up partially blind, I could not see in one eye. I called my sister and told her not to panic but she definitely panicked more than I did. I was home…

The one about the good place.

It feels like I always have to start my blog posts with "long time,no see" or in this case, 'long time, no posts' . Let us thank God for life because wiunnnnn, e be tins. Today, I shall tell you about my good place and it is not Lagos, thank goodness. How have you guys been, especially Nigerians living in Nigeria? How is your mental health? One day, I will write about the events of October as it occured in Nigeria but I am not in that space yet. Initially, I really had no direction for this post, it was meant to be an outpouring of the so many thoughts in my head. I am glad 2020 is finally drawing…

The one about life and its curveballs.

I woke up on Saturday around noon expecting to have a normal day of bingeing on K-drama, sadly it was not to be so because the first thing I saw was the news of Chadwick Boseman’s passing. My first reaction was denial, I figured if I did not think about it then I would not have to mourn yet another person I did not know personally. You see, my first time of experiencing what I have termed this “third party grief” was when Mrs. Ibidunni Ighodalo died. I had never seen her before or even followed her closely on social media. She was just someone I liked a lot and respected from afar. It was shocking to me how much…

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