I would love to start this blog post with the wise words of a revered gentleman, Patrick O. Okigbo III, “Nobody is ever self-made. We are a harvest of the gracious tending by scores of people; a push here, a […]
I would love to start this blog post with the wise words of a revered gentleman, Patrick O. Okigbo III, “Nobody is ever self-made. We are a harvest of the gracious tending by scores of people; a push here, a pull there, a word, a hand, a warm blanket, a hug, a signature on a form”. There are no truer words!
Patrick’s words effortlessly describes my life. Writing this piece has re-ignited depths of beautiful memories revealing the various ways family, friends and strangers alike have helped to shape the woman I am and becoming.
I have been fortunate to experience kindness in ways that are unimaginable. Do I start with God? He does mind blowing things for me that leaves me wondering if I am His only Child. God shocks me with favor and proves Himself to be in the details. In summary, God is Good (English translation of Chidinma🤗).
My dearest benefactor, Daddy Hezekiah, is not under any form of obligation to train me but look at how he chose to do so from the magnanimity of his heart. From scratch, he has not failed to place my interest as a priority. For my new readers, because of him, I am a Masters Degree Holder and he has promised to train me till I have a PhD beside my ever loving name. To support my blogging, he got me a brand new laptop. If this isn’t awesome, please, what is?
I have millions of other testimonies to share of how people across the world have shown me true care but for time, kindly accept these precious few:
I remember when my friend, Anurika nee Unamadu, stepped down from contesting the post of Vice President during undergraduate days just because I declared interest. Nothing I said changed her decision and that act is something I would always remember. My friend, Wadi, has taught me what it is to love without restrictions. She is one who is not afraid of projecting me in every way possible. Our sisterhood is one of my blessings. My Afoma, the lady who makes the best yoghurt in Festac, called me yesterday to share her login details for a life enhancing program😊
Some would do anything just to make me happy even when it is CLEARLY inconvenient. Some would speak up for me with valid points in my absence. Some damn the consequences of sharing their pains/secrets with me and go ahead to make me their confidant. There are those who are not scared of calling me before anyone else to break the news of their triumph and great successes. For me, the little things make all the difference.
When faced with these realities, I ask myself if I am deserving of everything. I get worried that I may not repay accordingly (it is wonderfully liberating to be honest with you). Despite my worries, I am most humbled and grateful to everyone who has been instrumental in molding me into a better person. I feel loved and truly blessed.
My daily desire is to ensure I spread love, kindness and compassion as I journey through life. It would bring me so much fulfillment to know that someone’s life got sparked in the right measure with the light I offered. This is what life is about afterall. I may not do this in perfection but I will definitely try my best. So help me God!
In conclusion, did you know that for reading to this point, you are filling my heart as well. Though I am a melanin ambassador, my cheeks are blushing pink😎 Thank you for trusting this space with your being and time. I am grateful.
Till the next time, don’t forget to be kind. You may be healing a wonderful spirit in the process.