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Loving Against the Odds
I know a lot of people who found maths to be one of the toughest challenges in life during high school. It wasn’t so much that it was terrible, or all the teachers were horrible; it just presented challenges that the mind genuinely did not want to handle. Even numbers are beautiful! I gradually appreciated the usefulness of odd numbers until I met prime numbers. Does anyone remember being asked to find the square root of 13, or 19, or 97? “Against the Odds” might sound like the title of a lovely romantic comedy, but when you have to love against the odds, and truly live through the process… Hmmm.…
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Too Far
I wanted to write about a beautiful experience when I first got the invitation to contribute to this blog some months ago. Something I would read, that would bring a smile to my face as I would recount the memory. Something he did right! Oh there must be numerous examples to be honest … but I couldn’t remember anything I could actually write about. I knew things hadn’t been great for a while but I didn’t realist how badly we had drifted from each other, until some three weeks ago. I was looking for a particular file on my hard-drive – I couldn’t remember the name as I had saved…
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Stopping the Blame Game
This has not been an easy article to write mainly because its not cool talking about mistakes and regrets. I personally prefer to erase them from my history but alas, that’s not possible. It is also not fun to talk about a painful experience when you are still suffering the effects of your mistake. I have a list the length of my arm about all the things I blame my husband for. And to be fair, he probably is to blame for more than half the list! But I also have to look at my faults and make plans to conquer temptation, when it comes knocking again. For example, my…
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Effective Communication
My 2017 was a roller-coaster ride. I experienced a lot of turbulences but I found that majority of the issues were more evident in my relationships. I saw last year as an epiphany process as it entailed things being exposed to me. (I was faced with some harsh truths about my relationships, my identity and most importantly where I stood in the midst of it all).I come from a big family with 5 children and being the first child has always meant that I don’t always get the chance to sulk. I was always the one to get the full weight of responsibilities or the lash of my parents frustrations…
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Home Truths (1)
Last Christmas I came across a list written by one of my colleagues, it was notthat I was being nosy ,the notebook where she had written the list was somehow different and open , so caught my attention naturally.Her list was something like thisDad £200 Mum £200 sibling £200Boyfriend £500I knew he was the one because I had heard her mention his name severally.Well I laughed over the list as I believe it was a reflection of where her investments lay….the future probably with her boyfriend .She did not need to earn points with her parents or siblings.If we all perhaps make our own list like hers, I guarantee it might be…
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Variable Factors
Growing up, I had a vivid image of what my ideal relationships would look like. I’d date a guy who looked like. Someone who definitely wasn’t younger but at most 5 years my senior (yes, I was really that specific. I wasn’t even willing to settle for someone my exact age). I remember seeing a married couple with what I considered an age gap. I didn’t like the way I felt like he could be her father and it automatically just put me off much older guys. Plus, it didn’t help that there were a lot of “uncles” who were just creepy!I am aware that these set preferences were formed…
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Left Alone
She laughs even though it hurts. She smiles though it cut deep down. The pain is now a constant, an expected foe. They promised to stay but that didn’t happen, as she expected.It started with her father, of course, when he decided he could love her from afar. He was there physically but never present, he just wouldn’t or couldn’t connect with her. She saw how other fathers were and couldn’t quite understand why hers was different.The same, of course, was received from her mother.Every time it happened, she laid her protective bricks. It happened so often from “friends” and “family” that she had her fortress up in no time.…
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Marrying by grace!
Well,I will first like to sincerely apologize to everyone who wanted to post a comment on the first article and couldn”t because I did not adjust the setting for comments when I started this blog.I also want to say a big thank you to those who actually bothered to write to me to say they experienced this challenge because that was what made me aware.This error has now been rectified, so you can now post your comments. So how has life been in the past 3 weeks I last wrote?Interestingly,I have thought of so many things to use as a follow up to the first article and have had to…
