“Welcome home mom,” my children came in jumping, then the hug. I missed home; my children and I think I missed Barry too. He had come to pick me at the airport. He collected my luggage and took them to the car. He couldn’t hug, he was sober. We never behaved as if we are married. I kept mute, not talking. He had to break the silence as we drove home. “You look refreshed and settled. How was your trip?” “Fine and how are you doing?” I asked dispassionately. “We missed you so much.” He spoke cautiously. “I hope we will put all these things behind us and move forward. Shall we?” he continued.“I hope so too,” I replied.Later in the day, we were able to talk heart to heart with him. I told him I had forgiven him but he should never take me for granted again. He should give me respect. We agreed to get a housemaid for weekends, an elderly lady will be most appropriate. I told him to go and conf
“I’ll pay the money, please. Can you return the lady's money?” I turned to look at the fellow willing to pay my money. It became Rob, the boy that took advantage of me, the guy with the foreign accent The one I met when I took a vacation to the city of Ibadan. My money was returned immediately. I was taken aback. Bitterness welled up in me. I felt disgusted, I was going to let out a shrieking scream or yell hysterically at Rob. So much anger was welling up in me. I clenched my teeth so hard till it started to hurt, suffocating with upsurge anger. I collected my money, my luggage and left the shopping mall to get a cab.I had gone to do my normal shopping when I met this guy again after almost a year. What was he doing in this place, I never knew, I was deep in thought oblivious of my environment, jolted back into reality by the familiar voice again. “Comfort, please wait for me, please let me take you home, I know I have done you wrong and I want t
“Who the hell are you? Get out of here now! What nerve? What impudence!” the lady kept on the railing at me. I felt humiliated, ashamed of myself. I ran as fast as my legs can carry me, out of the hotel. I got a cab and went home into my waiting room. I felt relieved and safe. I dare not tell my sister the insult I received from this lady. So Rob planned this evil against me.We became close friends again. After the initial reconciliation, we were almost meeting day by day, and then I was on holiday so I had all the luxury to be with him as just a friend. He keeps me happy, and I was very much relieved. He wanted to please me and I let him in. moreover, he tells me great stories that got me hooked. Stories full of lessons to learn. There was this time he told me about a particular story about Winston Churchill again.Winston Churchill went to his former high school, his Alma matter. He was to give a speech to the student as a prime minister and a very pop
Comfort has been through a lot. Moving from one relationship to another has toughened her character. Situation moulds our lives. It can break or toughen us. Here she received Rob into her life again. Is this a wise decision? What effect will he have on her.? Is there any future for the duo? Let us wait and see. It is important never to rush into a relationship. My opinion. But some connection can be love at first ..and can last. What works for others may not necessarily work for you. You see some ladies exhibiting aggression towards men, it's as a result of the things surrounding them. Some have been jilted several times. While others have been indirectly affected through friendship, abusive relationships. There is the need to have emotional intelligence and manage your life in such a way that it would not hurt others.
“My heart longs for you Rob. I missed you so much. I’ve been thinking of you every day”. Those were the thoughts going on through my mind when I was jolted to reality by my niece, Debbie who had come visiting, intended to stay for the weekend. ”Hey sis, what’s going on with you. You look lost in thought. Is it a man? You better let him know before another lady on the lookout, grab him from you.” Debbie said jovially, demonstrating with her hand. I decided to open up to her, after all, it’s a girl thing. “Let’s have girls talk sis.” Debbie sat on the bed with me. I pursed my lips, thinking deeply it was right to tell her. “Come out with it sis, I’m all ears I’m itching to have you gist me about the guy, is he handsome, rich, and spoilt?” she said anxiously, looking into my eyes as if the information were all there. “Babe, you like gist, hang on, I’ll let it out,” I said feeling
“You have an angelic voice and you sang so beautifully today. It was ecstatic, I felt lifted to the very heavens, and my heart was rapturously filled. That was pure heaven on earth. Thank you sister for allowing God to use you.” This was the note my pastor, who was not married sent to me after I sang a special number in the church.Debbie, still keeping the note gave it to me I read through it and I felt something was wrong. “What was wrong with this note?” Debbie asked to test my ability to discern. I replied that I cannot lay my hands on it from the note but I felt he had an ulterior motive. “You are very right sis. I’ve been through a lot sis. I was led on by this pastor. Don’t forget he was single then but now married to the right woman.” She continued her story: “that day, on a Sunday. I was moved to sing a song, one of my favourite hymns in the Church.” “When Jesus comes to reward his servants.”
“I’m Debbie Lawanson pastor,” I said with fear and trembling. Looking at his eyes, I could see he almost believed I’m the rein –incarnation of the other woman he had wanted to marry. The whole place immediately looked eerie for me. I almost ran away. I stood up to go out of fear now but he grabbed me and told me not to leave.He hugged me so tightly, I was hurting, I told him to leave me but instead started crying, “Please, don’t leave me, I’ve missed you so much.” This is hallucination, why this for heaven’s sake. I asked myself. At last, he left me. I was breathing so fast, I could hardly speak. Then he spoke soberly. “I think I’m imagining things that are not real. Please do forgive me, Debbie.”We both sat down to eat the meal in peace. He told me not to stop coming especially during weekends to assist him in cooking and cleaning the place. He finally allowed me to go that day. Strangely, I f
I have discovered that a lot of people need help in relationships. My pastor was no different. He wants to settle down to marry but he is yet to come to terms with reality. The reality is his fiance is dead and can never come back again. He needs to be sure of the right one to take to the altar. I was musing how to help my pastor since it was becoming clearer that I can not marry him, I'm into his life to fulfill a particular purpose. I kept on wondering how to talk to him in a strong way to change. His ministry will be destroyed by women who have no destination, no goal, no purpose. They are to pull down and crumble the plan of God. They are in biblical terms called Delilahs, Jezebels. My eyes were just opened to see he was drifting to hell unless he changes. Having seen my role properly, the next step is to strategize on how to execute it. Having a relationship with another does not necessarily translate into a marriage. You may be a special instrument in the life of such person t