A token waiting to be used.

How time flies. I know, too cliché. 

This love letter of mine.

When I write on this blog, I show you, my readers, the side of me that verbal expressions would never be able to comprehend. My ink tells the stories as it is in my heart and brain. Here feels so much like home. I would not have it any other way.  

Let go.

You would not know if you did not try. Even if everybody is doing it, do yours with a spice of your personality sprinkled into it, that is what makes you stand out. 

Every time I set out to do something new or go back to an old skill, the first thing that subconsciously pops into my head is "What will others think?" 

Why is this so? Why does the opinion of the second or third party have to cloud my judgment? 

I had to learn to be cautious of my thoughts when fresh ideas or the urge to try something else swims along the ocean in my brain. 

The first thing that should come to your mind before you take a step towards something that concerns your life or existence, is "Do I want this?" 

Very often, the response to that question will be "yes" despite the fear settling at the back of your mind or your deep concern of "what ifs". 

So why not let go of these concerns and do them. People will always have something to say, so give them something to say. They cannot make or mar you, only God can. 

Let go and take a step of faith. 

Grief 

I carry the stench for years, each year, there's a loss that adds to it. I am hell-bent on not letting that happen this year. God is handling that trajectory. Whatever leaves or walks away this year is because it was not meant for me so it would not hurt me. 

All the love I could not give. 

I still wake up with tears rolling down my eyes. 

I sometimes end the night with intense yearning.

I still struggle to talk about you with those who never knew you.

Each of my writings has a bit of you in it. That is the love you didn't get to receive completely. 

If you can, love wholly. Give all the love you can give while the times are good.

Live and love. 

Current Season

Somewhere between giving up and seeing how much I can handle.

Little Love Moments

My pretty little family ends every call with "I love you". 

My mum says "Come home" when the going gets tough.

My sister says "I'll pray for you" once I waver. 

My brother says "I've sorted the bills" once I drop a text.

My dad said, "Sit on my lap...". Now and forever. 

My friends say, "You can always talk to me".

My editor says, "I'll work on it". 

My supervisor wished me good luck in my final exams. 

I drink hot coffee twice at midnight after starving myself all day due to laziness. 

I eat cold meat and chicken from the freezer. 

I enjoy writing with dark-inked pens.

I ate Ewa Agoyin. 

What are your little love moments? 

Today ends now

Enjoy the moments. 

I read a piece of writing that explained how we can never get a moment ever again and how it transpires into a memory.

8 years ago, I and my siblings were living together and seeing each other every day. Today, we go months without physical contact. We are all growing in different paths. 

I have not seen my old friends in years. My uni friends are moving away. Everyone is taking steps.  

The branches are rooted towards the different directions of their lives.

The worry of tomorrow will steal the joy of today.

I used to be a big worrier however I have been working on it. When you worry about the littlest things, you find yourself worrying about the greater things like financial responsibilities, life opportunities and whatnot. And the string of worries keeps growing longer with each passing day. 

So, I have left worrying about who owns life, God. 

This is not to say I do not have any worries. I am human, after all. It's just that I have gotten to that point in my life where I meet who I hand it over to every morning. So, every other bit is what my flesh cannot help. 

Don’t lose your wonder in the now by worrying about the next. 

Annual Thanksgiving

Today makes it a year since I published my first blog writing, here. I am going to celebrate this big Win with another post and then treat myself immediately after my exams. 

It is such a beautiful thing to see my stats rise and get DMs about my blogs. You see me the way I want to see you. I get to write your feelings into words. 

Year 1, explore writing personal blogs. Done and on it. 

Year 2, go the extra mile.

Dearest Readers, you've come this far, you should stay to see what unfolds in this next season.