June 22, 2010

Who is Your Somebody?


Who is your somebody, and who’s somebody are you? Who is thinking about you as they read through the poem below and in which area are you that somebody? Let me see if I can get my somebody’s. If you are reading this I might just be your somebody… are you mine? While reading below, substitute my name for Somebody and my answers are in the next brackets. Now do it again and leave it as somebody and I hope I make your list in one :)

Right Now -
somebody is very proud of you.  (Let’s see, I’m proud of the Ilorin, Portharcourt and Abuja team)
somebody is thinking of you. (I’m thinking of the trainees tomorrow)
somebody is caring about you. (Caring about Nma, Gbemileke, Omolola, Ola and Busayo)
somebody misses you. (My mum)
somebody wants to talk to you. (I want to talk to a lot of people… JSM)
somebody wants to be with you. (My wife oh….)
somebody hopes you aren’t in trouble. (Fx22)
somebody is thankful for the support you have provided. (First, MI, my love, and I am thankful for your support…Ola, Ijeoma, Busayo, Felix, Ogho, Anu, Biola…)
somebody wants to hold your hand. (hold your hand and drag you up ..Ola, Busayo, JSM, NK, Mr. John, Matthew, Tony, Folayemi…)
somebody hopes everything turns out all right. (I’m hoping so for…Bro Sade, Nkem, Mr. John …) Continue reading

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July 19, 2009

Sweet Mother


“Announcements : “Please join me in congratulating Omozele for winning the position of top commenter in June. Kindly send me an email so you can redeem your gifts.” Also the details of our 26th of July  political meeting is coming up soon, we o have some big timers who were coming in, please stay tuned.”

Heaven gained my mum on the first day of the second half of the year 2009.  From a week before that day and today, I have been on the road between Ilorin and Lagos, I have also been in deep thought about life, about death, about love, about relationships and about family. I’ve asked myself very real questions about what I am doing with my life, what regrets I may have if I continue with my status quo. I have also tried to be strong for my dad, for my sibblings, for the family, the community, the church and very importantly for myself as well. On friday the 17th of July, 2009, my mum’s body was lowered into the grave.  Forgive me if I sound different from how you expect me to sound, this last 3 weeks of my life have transformed my life. I have burrowed deep into the soil beneath my existence and planted my roots far down, I have no doubts that my capacity for growth in the years ahead  have been enhanced.

I am missing my mum already, and I’m certain it’s only the beginning, but I am confident and convinced also that God has stepped in the fill the gap and the vacuum that this transistion would have created in our lives. I tell my friends proudly that I have never had any reason to go to the hospital in my life till date order than to remove or fill my teeth – Never!  Till a few weeks ago, all I ever do, is pick up my phone and dial my mum. She was my health google, she had all the answers, and they always worked. I thought this was my own little secret, I discovered to my amazement when the pastor of her church preached her closing sermon, that there are many people including the pastors family whose healths were just my mum’s phone number away. When I sit down to ruminate about the things that my mother got involved in, my efforts look like childsplay. Allowing her life to inspire mine, I am certain that I ought to do more. I can do much more than I am doing, you can do much more than you are doing! All you and I need to do, is to shift our thinking, and decide to do more! Don’t merely count your days, let your days count. Continue reading

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