Dearest Gentle Reader, Season’s greetings 🤍 If I’m being honest, I didn’t keep all the promises I made to myself and to you guys in January 2025🥺. 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...
If you’ve ever met my dad, you’ll understand why “strong” doesn’t quite cut it. Man is literally built different. 💪🏾 He’s a man living with a disability, but funny thing is — you’d never notice. Not because he hides it, but because he moves like someone who refuses to be boxed by it. 📦❌ Growing up, I never saw a “disabled man.” I just saw my daddy — showing up, providing, fixing things, being everyone's go-to human. Able in every way that mattered. 💯 He doesn’t like tears. Especially not from his girls. 😢 Just hint at crying, and he’s ready to buy the moon and add small change on top. 🌕🛍️ Sometimes we used it to our advantage (please don’t judge us 😭😂). Also — and I say this with my full chest — my daddy cannot stand to see my hair undone. 😩🧵 You’d think it physically pained him. The man will literally chase me out of the house to go get my hair braided. 🚪🏃🏾♀️ “No child of mine should be walking around like this,” he’ll say, like I comm...