Yup! You guessed right, my time here is done.
Years turned to months;
Months into days;
Days into hours;
And soon minutes.
It has definitely been a good journey, sometimes I feel like I should regret it but God and the people I’ve met here, make me say otherwise. I discovered talents I never knew I had. It has indeed been different. The most formative years of my life, I have spent in this country, so there is definitely no way I can forget about her and all she has taught me.
I have felt different things – anger, regret, disappointment, depression, pain, love, joy but I have never been at peace.
I need to go home now and try to be at peace.
Move away from the people I care about so much and just try to care of myself a little bit more.
I just need to stop thinking and let my parents take over for a little bit.
And with this, I leave you with a passage of the scripture from the book of Ecclesiastes chapter 3
A Time for Everything
3 There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
*From now on, things on the blog would be about Nigeria and how I’m going to get used to a country I once knew.