On today鈥檚 episode of life lately 馃き
July 9th was my Passing Out Parade and one week later I was in Portharcourt, arms wide open, hugging people I hadn鈥檛 seen in eleven months 馃ス
NYSC scattered us. I went to Benue, Michelle was in Akwa Ibom, Sophia finished service a year ago, Tosin served in Bayelsa. Well, we intentionally wanted to explore other parts of the country but mhen, my own was so so shocking. Imagine a Southerner in the North 馃槶 everything felt backwards but thank God I adapted. For almost a year, our group chat was home. We shared PPA stress, allowance gist, our new friends, and random "are you okay" at 2am 馃槀馃き We were in different corners of Nigeria but living the same struggles.
Then PH happened.
The first hug felt like a year of waiting exhaling at once. The jokes hit harder, the food tasted like memories. We stayed up late like nothing changed, even though we all had; we talked about everything possible 馃コ we didn鈥檛 bother going out. It was our lock-in week and trust me it was worth it. Someone said, "It鈥檚 like we just paused life and pressed play." That line stayed with me because at the time, it was our reality 馃槄
One year apart taught me this: real friendship doesn鈥檛 expire, distance stretches it, but it doesn鈥檛 break it. Sometimes God scatters you just to show you who will run back to you. And I鈥檓 glad we ran back to each other 馃コ
Now I鈥檓 back home in Delta, with family and a new baby in the house 馃憖 don鈥檛 worry I鈥檒l tell you about my babysitting schedule, baby is crying 馃槀馃槶 until then, byeeee 馃
Thank you for reading 鉂わ笍
