Dearest Gentle Reader, Season’s greetings π€ If I’m being honest, I didn’t keep all the promises I made to myself and to you guys in January 2025π₯Ί. And for a long time, that bothered me a whole lot. But looking back now, I understand why. Last year needed me to pause, to learn, to unlearn, and to grow, and I’m grateful for every part of it. One of the biggest lessons came from choosing a career path. As a Microbiology graduate who genuinely enjoyed every aspect of the course (weirdly so), deciding what direction to take wasn’t easy. I felt pulled in many directions, unsure of where I truly belonged. Eventually, I ran back to God for clarity and slowly, things began to align. That clarity led me to academic writing. It was something I had always been interested in but never quite knew how to begin. When I finally took the leap, it was challenging, exciting, and deeply fulfilling. I’m incredibly grateful to everyone who referred me, trusted my work, and supported my journey. Thank you f...
Once upon a time, love was so simple. Your parents met at a village party, exchanged glances over a plate of Pounded Yam and Efo riro, and boommmm 30years later, they’re still together arguing about NEPA bills and the best way to cook Egusi soup, gisting and banting. But in 2025 Nigeria???? Love is looking like a group project where only one person is doing the work. Let’s be honest- does love still exist, or are we all just managing because “God when” is not a financial plan? The rise of “ let’s see how it goes ” love (speaking from the perspective of the queen of let’s just see how it goesππ) Gone are the days of “ will you be my girlfriend? ” now, relationships start with: · “ I really like your vibe .” · “I don’t want to put a label on it but I feel something. ” · “ We are just enjoying ourselves, no press...