Tag Archive | Hurricane Maria

Somewhere In The Middle. (A Year Back to Nigeria)

It’s exactly 366 days since I returned to Nigeria.

A few days ago, the Nigerian Husband and I laid on a blanket on the bare living room floor relaxing and he goes, “ So when was the last time you blogged?”
That got me thinking and hit me that I had actually let go of my love for writing. That question asked tactfully, birthed this blog post. You guys have this good man to thank.

Three hundred and ninety three days ago, my life changed. DSC_0362

See, before Hurricane Irma, my life in the Virgin Islands was pretty simple and chill: I woke up at about 7:30 a.m. to prepare for work and then leave for town with my Continue reading

Life After Hurricane Irma.

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

Hurricane Irma Happened.

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.

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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