Every time I sit down to type, I find myself struggling to put into words everything Iโve been feeling.
The emotions have been overwhelming.
Gratitude, love, reflection and appreciation!
Okay, letโs talk! Help me out; How do you adequately thank thousands of people who have held your hand through one of the most life-changing seasons of your life?
Almost a year ago, I walked into the Big brother naija house and emerged the first runner-up. While the opportunities, growth, partnerships, and experiences that have followed have been incredible, another great gift from this journey has been the people I gained along the way.
My Devasssโฆmy Shaylas. โค๏ธ
God bless you all.
You have stood by me with a kind of loyalty that still leaves me speechless. You have celebrated me, defended me, prayed for me, voted for me and loved me consistently, even on the days I felt least deserving of it.
The sunflower has become such a special symbol to me and perhaps that's because it reminds me so much of this journey.
People often talk about how a sunflower follows the light, but what they don't talk about enough is how it survives storms and still chooses to bloom.
You have been that light for me.
Because of you, I have continued to grow, to believe and to bloom!
So even though this post is coming later than planned, know that my gratitude has never been delayed. If anything, I've just been trying to find words big enough to hold it.
Thank you for walking this journey with me. Thank you for standing ten toes down. Thank you for loving me the way you do.
The petals are still unfolding, and the best is yet to come!๐ปโจ
Day 61
Kola to Dede: Iโm sure Devass love me โฆ should we bet ?๐คญ๐คฃ
He came out and the story was different ๐คญ๐คฃ๐คฃ
#materialisticdede#devass#bbnaijareunion
When the pot considers itself a kettle, itโs no longer a personality disorder but an identity crisis.
The loudest critics of other people's flaws are often the most silent about their own.