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I Wrote About My Husband Before We Met.

I’ve not written for a while and needless to say, I’ve felt off balanced to a degree. So I want to change that with what I hope would become series of letters to my unborn children. And I hope to tie these series to the series I wrote about their dad.

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Once Upon A Time.

Many moons ago, I was somewhat consistent with providing content on this blog.

I apologise and I have to be honest, I can’t promise that this will be the last time I’ll be gone on long and unannounced haitus and all. But I pray you stay with me or at least click when you see a new post.

Not so much of an update – trust me, there’s a lot of update to come – I’m simply here to quickly record for posterity the little I’ve learned about myself over these past months.

As I announced sometime last year, I got laid off my job. Rewind many years ago, I thought I knew myself ; a go-getter, hustler, negotiator, talk-my-way-out kind of person. But oh, the joke was/is on me.

I’ve learned that I can be quite unmotivated at some of the most serious things in life, but thank God, I’m learning I can talk to God about it, but most importantly, trust that He’ll help and guide me, but I have to take the steps.

I love to write, infact, life without writing would be so sad. However, I’ve learned that I write the most when I’m emotionally balanced or should I say “happy.”. When there’s so much to think about, I write less and tend the share less about myself.

I worked in media for about 12 years so I thought I communicated well enough. Ha! Life with my partner is teaching me otherwise. I’ve come to realise I’m HORRIBLE at communication. I think to myself a lot, discuss with myself and get so comfortable doing it that I forget this life isn’t just all about me alone. This marriage life is now “us” and not “I.” I’m still adjusting.

Still a lot to learn about myself.

On a lighter note, I can brag and say I’ve mastered jollof rice and I got amazing compliment from The Nigerian Husband the other day. I about to move on to pounded yam.

Please stay with me.

My In-laws May Not Be Happy.

Dear Nigerian Husband,

It’s been many weeks since I last wrote you. A lot has gone on, but they may be inconsequential for now.

I’ll shoot straight.
I’m afraid your North Eastern Nigerian family members may be looking to come kick me out of my matrimonial home if

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Award-winning Ogbono Soup.

This soup won awards, I’m in my house, come and beat me.

Dear Nigerian Husband,

I’m beginning to feel sorry for you.

See while you’re still stacking and working hard to come pay bride price, it appears the stakes may be getting higher; you may need to work a tad bit harder. I’m this close to being worried that by the time you bring your people to meet my people, you may not be able to afford my bride price.
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For the Love of Ankara.

I now work with a Travel, culture and tourism outlet that deals with everything African.

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I can’t even tell you how much I feel at home here: i’m encouraged to wear ankara outfits any day of the week. My boss shows up to the office with flowing ankara dresses, the most beautiful african inspired jewelry and all.
Last week, she gave me fabric and inspired the style in the photo. I’m excited about wearing more ankara.
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Dear Nigerian Husband,

I’ve not written you in quite a while. I’m sure you understand. We’ve both been busy settling into life.

But even through the hustle of this new life, I’ve decided to make life easier for you as well. I guess one of the reasons you’ve not come for my hand in marriage was the distance between us. As your name implies – Nigerian Husband – I figured you’d be in Nigeria. I understand, you might have been fearful of the long flights/two day journey to come from Nigeria to the Virgin Islands to see me. I’ve forgiven you.

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2018.

Happy New Year, I wish you all the good things of life this year.

So much has happened over the past few weeks, all for good, thank God. In due time, I’ll write about them in detail.

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Photo: Musa Tukurah Photography.

I’m not one to keep New Year resolutions and all that jazz, so I’ll Continue reading