THE ESTHERIAN BLOG

Written: 12 August 2021 Photo Credit: Ian Beckley Source: pexels.com And you became a monument to all my insecurities. The truth is this, we don't know each other. We see each other on the way out of class or towards the end of lectures in this string of never-ending misery or stress. We are alike, I believe, as we both are far removed from our place of comfort and are in the midst of people with a different language, culture and possibly, way of life. Maybe it is just me seeing you and always looking for ways to strike up a conversation because if anyone could understand the way I feel, it is going to be you. We are the wildcard, the unusual and maybe the unknown. But the thing is, we revolved around the periphery of each other's lives, and you have more impact on mine than I believe I have on yours. You became everything I hoped to be, and you got everything I wanted to have and even more. You made my struggles feel so useless because it appears like you had it so easy, and I...

One time three gbosa for the two person wey born you. Davido, Jowo Let’s start with this: Happy New Month. I know we are well into the month already, but I still want to wish you that.  For a few reasons, I travelled to my parents' place on the last day of June. The most important one is rest. It is easier to rest somewhere you can be cared for. It wasn’t easy to get myself to relax and be taken care of, but I know that by the time this break is over, I will have had enough time to relax. It is refreshing to be reminded that I am someone’s baby girl—including my younger brother. During this break, although not much happened, I did have a small epiphany. And now I have more respect for my parents than I did before. And beyond all the care, provision, love and protection, I am ashamed to say that it has taken me this long to realise that my parents have been serving us for as long as they had us. I heard the concept of parenting as an act of service for the first time when Pastor Mik...