Top shrinking to be loved.
Amara sat quietly, staring at her phone after another argument with Tunde. He had just said she was “too much”—too calm, too respectful, too grounded. She laughed bitterly and whispered to herself, “How to lose a man? Just be a good woman… dem no like am.” It sounded like a joke, but it carried truth. Some people don’t recognize value until they’ve lost it.
Her friend Ngozi once told her, “Must you follow what a man loves? It was you he fell in love with. Why abandon yourself to become who you think he wants?” That day, Amara realized something powerful—“Na him suppose follow you, no be you following am.” Love should not require losing yourself.
But life had already started teaching her a deeper lesson—seasons. Sowing and harvest are never the same. The quiet nights, the tears, the confusion—this was her sowing season. Like a seed buried in the soil, unseen and breaking apart, she felt lost. But seeds must break to grow. Brokenness was not the end; it was preparation.
She began to understand that delay is not denial. Many people want harvest while still holding onto old habits. But harvest demands change. There must be a difference between the old you and the new you.
She watched life like a calendar. January felt tight, money slow, effort heavy—sowing season. By April, things softened. By June, results began to show. Then July came again with its own tightening—a reminder that investment always comes before reward.
Amara chose growth. She invested in herself, her values, her knowledge. She stopped chasing and started becoming. And slowly, her harvest began—not just in money, but in peace, clarity, and self-worth.
Because what you sow may not look like what you reap… but it will always return greater.
