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MASS GRAVE FOR VICTIMS OF JOS ATTACK
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May there soul RIP & may our leaders have sleepless nights.
It is saddening to continue to see pictures like this. Everytime we hear of a crisis from that unrest, people die & we move on like nothing happened.
Jamilu Shehu Ashaka, words can't begin to explain the depth of pain that i feel at the moment. Sometimes, i wish my phone rings and it is your name on the screen. I hopefully want it to be a lie. I fainted when i heard of your death. I couldn't believe you died without a goodbye. The 28th of May, was the day i heard of your demise. I wanted it to be a lie, a stupid joke until i truly saw your grave. I won't forget you my dear friend. You were more than a brother.You looked out for me, even those days when i piss you off, you still come back & i wonder if anyone can do that for me. You my friend remained my hero until your painful demise.
Do not lie. How many times have you said this each time you come to my blog hoping to see a new post? Guilty as charged. You see, life happened. Infact, a lot has happened. Since the last time I put up a post, I have relocated, got married, got a new job, and lost a child. Miscarrying a pregnancy is as surreal as losing a child. I sincerely apologize for my absence and well, I have cried and laughed, and my faith was shaken, but God is ever faithful. My favourite song remains: it is well. It became my favourite phrase. Don't let me bore you with all the stories. Perhaps I will make a post on dealing with pain. :) Yes? I have decided to return to writing. I am typing and grinning because I have missed this. God, give me the grace to be consistent. I have struggled with creating a niche for myself, but I'd rather share myself with the world. My story, my views on issues and, of course, no copy & paste. The blogsphere is full of that already. I miss my colleague B...
I never truly left. I just stopped prioritizing writing. And honestly? Life happened. But somewhere between the chaos, the responsibilities, and the constant becoming… I grew. The last 11 years have been filled with more change than I could have imagined. I became a mum to three children. Three! Can you believe that? I even have a pre-teen now. In many ways, I never stopped writing. I just started writing differently. My thoughts found their way into tweets, Instagram captions, and quick reflections tucked into the rhythm of short-form content. It felt easier. Faster, more in sync with the world's shrinking attention span and endless appetite for visuals. And for a while, that was enough. But deep down, I missed this. I missed the stillness of long-form writing. The space to think slowly. To feel deeply. To escape the thoughts in my head. I missed having a place where my thoughts didn’t need to fit into a caption, a carousel, or 280 characters...
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