Christmas is my favorite time of the year. I love the decor, the food, the merrymaking but most importantly, the reason for the season, the birth of Christ.
But there was a time I hated Christmas. I’ll tell you all about it in my next post. But here, gush over my Christmas tree. (If you’re on my Twitter – @voureal9jakid – or on my WhatsApp, then you’d have been fed up seeing this tree. But hey!)
When the rain started pouring in, it poured on me. I couldn’t even cry. I’d have been a brat to do so after surviving a vicious storm.
My neigbours were God-sent. Despite having a leaking roof and barely enough comfortable space themselves, they never for once told me to leave. That night, we all braved the rain pouring from the roof and the next morning, Continue reading →
It’s exactly three months since Hurricane Irma slammed the Virgin Islands. I’ve had a short post updating everyone on how I was faring. Well, a whole lot has changed since then.
Escaped from Puerto Rico to California just hours before Hurricane Maria hit the United States territory.
Irma came, I lost my apartment, my office got pounded, I left the Virgin Islands, returned to Nigeria, got married to the Nigerian Husband and we are expecting a set of twins. A lot has Continue reading →