When I was young, I nursed a lot of fantasies. I was a day-dreamer and I could transport myself into the future and back , painting pictures and pictures of what I wanted my future to look like and I was so determined to live life to the fullest.
I dreamt of everything, from the career I wanted to pursue, where I wanted to live, the kind of man I wanted to fall in love with (Tall, dark, handsome, Pocket-full kind of man), to the number of kids I was going to have ( a horde of them with six being the least) and I would go on and on and on.
And because I was taught 'Trust' , I grew up trusting, ( one of my major setbacks ) so I was naive and inexperienced and made all the mistakes I could.
I wanted to be a journalist or a lawyer but Daddy insisted it had to be 'Medicine '. What ? I could barely stand the sight of blood! And deep down in me I knew I was never going to be able to fulfill their wishes . So I dropped out in second year and settled for microbiology but deep within me again , none of it made any sense. All I wanted was to do something I enjoyed doing and for the rest of my life.
After school, I got married to the sweetest, nicest, gentlest, and most handsome man I had ever known . Did I just say that? Well that was what I thought at that time until I got shocked into discovery. I was for trust and that is me and I still find it so difficult to comprehend how one person can actually have so many hues and shades of colours. It didn't make any sense. So having had it up to here, I packed it up and left with my two cuties ( even the whole of hell let loose could not separate them from me )
So with two delicate dependents, I was thrown back into the over saturated unemployment market and I knew I needed to work the hardest to give them the best and I settled down to it .
In my search , I came face to face with Ponzi, and seemingly seeing an opportunity in it to better my lot, i invested heavily into it, not one, not two but several of them.
That was the beginning of the big crash. My tidy savings disappeared right before my very eyes. I was simply inconsolable . What was I going to do? How would I be able to cope? What of my innocent kids? I slipped into despondency.
But after the storm, comes the beautiful rainbow . Ponzi became a blessing in disguise for the place of loss, also became a place of gain.
I met my mentor @eurogee in a Ponzi room on whatsapp. He was actually our leader in some of the groups and when I did meet him, I saw a man of integrity, dignity, honour and above all a leader with charisma (he would be surprised to hear this because I was always a silent observer).
We all lost at the end!
I woke up one morning and decided to delete all of my Ponzi contacts but I could not delete @eurogee's contact because I just couldn't. And am I glad I didn't ? Because him it was that led me to Steemit and to purpose.
I was a poet who would just write in the privacy of my closet with nobody to actually appreciate my work but when I joined Steemit, I brought out all of my poetic tools.
When I cashed out my first 100 SBD, (about #32000 on Nigerian currency), I wept. Not because it was much but because firstly, my talent has gotten it for me and secondly I see a silver lining on the dark clouds
I took my kids for a treat afterwards and they were like 'Mom, we also want to be on Steemit ' . And I was like 'why not? ' . I have been able to find purpose - a meaning to life. You too can find your path and chart your course.
All pictures taken with my Infinix hote note.
Oh I still , in all of my repertoire of words have not been able to describe the greatness I see, the royalty I perceive and the grandeur I am too little to grasp. For greatness , royalty, grandeur are all belittled before the personality of @surpassinggoogle.
Thank sir for being the light at the end of the tunnel.
Thank you for stopping by my neighbourhood.
Thanking @gbenga for the badge.