Hello hivians, if there's one thing i draw motivation from so much is the hurt that i get from people or things i placed high hopes on. No hurt feelings, but just a reminder that i don't have to put it all 100% on human being except for my creator
Now my story goes like this, from my childhood i have always been a vibrant jovial and lovable boy. Though I'm stubborn but it can't be compared to the good qualities that can be listed of me, i joke, i go to messages, i like and respect friends allot and so many others...
So without diverting much, we had neighbors who does come around sometimes spend the weekends and my Aunty just loves seeing people around her always so she's so hospitable to almost everyone that comes her way, life was all fun and blissful though we were managing the headache and trouble that comes from my uncle's bad habit with money and assisting others. He just doesn't want to see anyone in his house, so long you are not his biological child
Well as you know Kama will always have it's way, age kicked in for my uncle and work limited for sometime, other time it boomed and later on goes down. So it was just like a rollercoaster untill the very year there was no job, two years passed nothing, 4 years gone no show, 6 years and finally till date (work never came). So it was like going from a millionaire to being broke, and like a ladder, the step keeps going down and from broke to getting worse and finally property selling
At the initial none of us agreed that he should sell the house, but there was no other option left (his health issues kicked in) and that was how we lost our home. It was not just a house for me it was indeed a home... Despite the turbulent times, the good moments, the times i was beating for correction sake, the playful days, celebration time, mourning days and so on. I still tag it to be the best home ever
The day we finally packed our luggages was one of the most painful days I've ever experienced in my life time. I believe aside the day i cried for my dead dog Barry, the leaving of our house was the second day I've cried the most like so bitterly
After that day i drew the biggest lesson of a lifetime NEVER LEAVE OTHERS STRANDED IN YOUR UP TIME like i just can't imagine my uncle being at the level where he is now. I'm not feeling the pain that much for him, but for my Aunty instead because that woman did allot for all of us
This very incident gave me two options to choose from STAYING ALONE IN WARRI, OR GOING BACK TO THE VILLAGE WITH THEM? my dear i had to take the first option with blood and sweat (Staying Alone In Warri!), though it tells on me sometimes when expenses hit me really strong but the grace that I'm operating with is so strong, sometimes i even ask myself SUPPOSING I REALLY LEFT WARRI, HOW WOULD LIFE HAVE BEEN? well i believe it might have been good because i know deep down that my adapting capability will stand for me. It's God's grace i mean, he's the author and finisher
My dear with every height we achieve in life wether great or small, comes with two options either you enjoy it alone or tag others along. But there are rewards on any decision you take, if you enjoy it alone the day you fall down the ladder there'll be no one to catch you and it might be a very great fall but if you have those climbing with you, when you fall they will never let you stay down there. Even if the fall was great, they'll put everything together to rescue you fast
This is a pinch from my life stories that has been teaching me sense till date and i do hope we do more to save and cherish all humanity. Thanks for coming around, 
