My Personal Love Story

Hello everyone I decided that today is the day I tell my personal love story as I am a romantic at heart..loll...

Since I didn't do any love piece in February I decided that I should do this...

How do I start..well I will just talk....

When I finished University in 2006 I decided to work for a photo studio called "Proshots" in Port Harcourt. I applied and was employed for the post of a photographer...(yes I am a photographer, dropping my secrets little by little.. don't worry as you get to know me, you get to know my secrets)

I started working at the studio, it was hectic but it was beautiful. Learning about photography was a new world for me and I enjoyed the gift it gave me. The owner of the photo studio was a young bobo called Bolaji. He sure was tall, dark & Handsome, but I wasn't tripping and just saw him as a bloke (hmm did I say that). Being a photography guru and working at the same time as an engineer, he always made it his business to check the studio out after his day job. Always coming into the studio and asking me how my pictures were, teaching me at the same time...

My life very nice, interesting and lovely, by the way I had a bobo whom I had built castles in the air with. Months after I started working he broke up with me, cos he was cheating. Even though I decided to give US another opportunity he said he didn't want to, so I let it be... It wasn't easy at all, I just had to move and I found solace in my job which helped....

After months of working and dealing with my heart, my Oga started showing signs of something... I say oh boy wat's up? Until one day he spilled the beans.

He told me that he had been attracted to me from the first day he saw me, he just wanted to be sure that it wasn't just a crush so he had taken his time, observing me and waiting...

ahhh I say go abeg how can you say you are attracted to me and you want something more.. I work for you...

What will people say when I get promoted, which I was due for.

Moreover, go you are from Yoruba, I am Rivers, you are the first child and son, haba, your parents will want you to marry your own....

My dear I fought it until I found my heart beating anytime I saw him walk through the door. That moment I knew I was in trouble oh... me in love with my boss....

The more I fought it the more amused he was and he was loving every bit go it, for him, he wasn't ashamed or afraid to profess his love for me to everybody.

Oh and when he kissed me for the first time I said OH God hold me so I don't something I will regret... You see I was determined to wait till I got married and men that kiss almost blew my resolve, but I kept it all the same...loll

Enough of my long talk, I hope I didn't bore you...

The bottom line is that I married the bobo oh, my Oga, my boss and I have DONT regretted it...

H

e is the love of my life and he has made me see that Nigerian men aren't stiff, brutal, unromantic, selfish brute they are characterized by, but that they can be selfless, romantic, nice, soft, caring... cos of him I am confident doing anything I LIKE. He believes in my dreams. He believes I am a fantastic writer even though I haven't found a publisher to accept and love my work. He believes I am the best cook even though I hate cooking and subject him to Indomie every now and then (loll). He thinks I'll be the best mum in the world even though we don't have kids yet. He believes I am his best friend even though I don't act nice at times. He believes I will always be there for him, even though, sometimes things don't work out as he had planned. He believes I am a model even though I have to fight to keep my stomach from blotting out. Oh and I am the best dressed female he has ever meet, even though sometimes my sense of dressing my just consist of a polo shirt and a baggy jeans...

Oh I thank God I gave love a chance despite the awkward circumstances..

I hope you liked it...

For those who have a love story do share. For those who feel they can never have a love story, cos their life is messed up...that's so not true... I know one thing, there is always someone who will see through the mess and love you for who you are. Everyone in life deserves to be loved that is what I know..

Take care and have a nice day.

Something for the weekend y'all

Hello before I go any further I will like to say welcome to MY new followers. SO sorry should have done this a long time ago but I got carried away, do forgive me..

Welcome Chizyk, E4PR, Prism of an immigrant, Kitkat, Rita, Berry, Omolara, Marumba 18, O.Uzamere.... thank you guys for becoming a follower... Your comments and followings...loll inspire me to do more...

This is also for all my other faithful followers...I want to say a big thank you and give everyone a big hug and LOTS of kisses....

A lot of the inspirational stories I have highlighted for some days now have come from this book " THE SUCCESS PRINCIPLES HOW TO GET FROM WHERE YOU ARE TO WHERE YOU WANT TO BE", by Jack Canfield. I recommend that you buy this book as today and tomorrow is world's book day...

Do go and buy a book today....I BOUGHT four books oh God help me...

I am a BOOK addict...I wish I was addicted to something else...loll..

Anyways something a good friend of mine show cased on her blog inspired me... short stories every fridays of authors... blog Myne Whitman....

In the following weeks to come I will put up some of my short stories.. I guess it's time to be criticized and learn more.

Do have a lovely weekend and will chat later.

Ciao

PURSUE YOUR DREAM

When Debbie Macomber decided to pursue her dream of becoming a writer, she rented a typewriter, put it on the kitchen table, and began typing each morning after the kids went off to school. When the kids came home, she moved the typewriter and made them dinner. When they went to bed, she moved it back and typed some more. For two and a half years, Debbie followed this routine. Supermom had become a struggling writer, and she was loving every minute of it.

One night, however, her husband, Wayne, sat her down and said, "Honey, I'm sorry, but you're not bringing in any income. We can't do anymore. We can't survive on just what I make."

That night, her heart broke and her mind too busy to let her sleep, she stared at the ceiling in their darkened bedroom. Debbie knew-with all the responsibilities of keeping up a house and taking four kids to sports, church, and scouts-that working 40 hours a week will leave her no time to write.

Sensing her despair, her husband woke up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I really think I could've made it as a writer. I really do."

Wayne was silent for a long time, then sat up, turned on the light, and said, "All right, honey, go for it."

So Debbie returned to her dream and her typewriter on the kitchen table, pounding out pages after pages for another two and half years. Her family went without vacations, pinched pennies, and wore hand-me-downs.

But the sacrifice and the persistence finally paid off. After 5 years of struggling, Debbie sold her first book. Then another. And another. Until finally, today, Debbie has published more than 100books, many of which have become NEW YORK TIMES best-sellers and 3 of which have sold for movies. Over 60 million copies of her books in print, and she has millions of loyal fans.

And Wayne? All the sacrifice in support of his wife paid off handsomely. He got to retire at age 50 and now spends his time building an airplane in the basement of their 7,000-square-foot mansion.

Debbie's kids got a gift far more important than a few summer camps. As adults, they realized what Debbie gave them was far more important -permission and encouragement to pursue their own dreams.

Today, Debbie still has dreams she wants to fulfill-a television series based on her books, an Emmy Award, a number-one NEW YORK TIMES best-seller.

To accomplish them, she has a routine: she gets up every morning at 4.30, reads her Bible, and writes in her journal. By 6.00, she's swimming laps in the pool. And by 7.30, she's in her office answering mail. She writes between 10:00am and 4:00pm, producing three new books a year with discipline and perseverance.

What could you accomplish if you were to follow your heart, practice this much daily discipline, and never give up?...

Notice: " she had to do this for 5 years before she sold her first novel......hmmmm and just after 3months of discouragement I cry and lament and give up.........

Hmm what an inspiring story..I have learnt that following a routine is one of the most difficult things to do.. But it's the way to become the best in what you do....

I have passions and I have dreams....

Underneath are some of my dreams and passions. I intend to put them to work by pressing on daily....

I love to create things with my hands...

I love to crochet and knit,

I love to write

I love to create lovely creative things with my hands,

I love to teach, motivate and encourage people,

I love to sleep....

I love the media

My goals and aspirations: " that I can earn a living for what I love doing and become famous worldwide including sleeping....loll..maybe I can be a sleep therapist....What do you think? Teach people how to sleep, people who suffer from insomnia etc....

Please share your dreams and passions with me and let me know how you intend to accomplish them....

Remember determination and perseverance is the key..

Ciao

Hello

Hi everyone I am so sorry for my the silence. This last few weeks has been long, busy and emotional for me. What triggered the emotional side of me was the death of my beloved uncle (my mother's younger brother).

Let me tell u a little about my mum's family.

My mother is the first born and only girl. She has three younger brothers. She was brought up in a house full of love. My mother and her brothers are very close. When one person sneeze everyone sneezed with him. They got each other's back. My mother, the ideal sister in law. didn't give her brother's wives any trouble and they all loved her.

With this little story I am sure you understand how close they are.

All the children, the nieces and nephews are also very close, and I am so close to my uncles, for they are like my second father, if you know what I mean.

In 2008 my uncle was diagnosed with cancer. He went to Switzerland, where he had a bone marrow transplant. He survived it and was told to come every year for a check, which he did in 2009 and 2010. Only for him to become ill again after christmas. Without hesitation he was sent to India, where he died. In fact the week he died, he was to be discharged from the hospital.

I have asked God a lot of questions: "why do bad things happen to good people?"

Why is it that it looks as though the enemy has won the battle?

Why did he have to die so young at age 54?

Well I know he is in a better place but at least he should have stay with us, with his family, his wife and his son longer...

He had some many dreams, a lot of things he wanted to accomplish but he cannot, for he is no more...

I have decided to do a lot of things in this life, whether I can finish them or not I will try

1. I will try my best to fulfill some of the dreams he had(My uncle)...like a family holiday in one of the islands where all the uncles, aunties, nieces and nephews will come together and have fun.

2. I will try and be there for his son for he is family and very dear to my heart.

3. I will learn to play a musical instrument ( learning to beat the drums) in memory of him, for my mother (who had always wanted to learn to beat the drums but because of the times she didn't learn and finally for myself, for I have fallen in love with the drums.

Life is so short and one never knows...Please all that you have decided to do, start it now, even though you don't accomplish all, but at least you will be satisfied that you tried.

Do take care and chat with you later.

Ciao

A PASSION FOR HORSES

Monty Roberts is definitely a man who has found his passion. He is a horse trainer on a mission to show people that violence is never the answer. He believes that horses are trying to teach people that if they could get violence out of their lives, they will find a much happier existence. His work has produced 8 national champions in the show rings of the world and more that 300 international stakes winners in Thoroughbred racing. He's written several books, including "The Man who listens to Horses", which spent 58 weeks on the New York Times Best-Seller List.

Extracts of Monty's interview: " knowing my goals and setting my course allowed me to follow a road map, which introduced me to a life free of work-or work as most people know it. Sure, I worked hard, but it was always to follow the tingle that set me on a course doing exactly what I wanted most to do. This means that I could execute the most grueling schedules imaginable without considering them to be work. I am 69 years of age, and I have a schedule that would choke down most people in their thirties and forties. I read many inspirational and self-help-type books that we should work hard so as to earn the right to retire young and enjoy "free time". By following my strongest desires and seeking my greatest goals, I have created an environment filed with the joy that feee time and work time are the same"....

Trust me when I read this story I said to myself what am I going to do with a passion as lame as the love or horses? But as I continued it dawned on me that no matter how stupid your passion may be you can succeed in it and draw people into your own world.

Note this from his passion he was able to breed thorough breeds, which are used for racing, very expensive in the market, he has also become a writer earning him 58weeks on the New York Times Best-Seller list, and he has become a teacher, a mentor for i am sure he would have students...

P.S. " you can succeed in anything if you have the passion. as laziness in contagious so is Passion..

"The biggest mistake people make in life is not trying to make a living at doing what they most enjoy" Malcolm S. Forbes

Have a lovely weekend.

Ciao

Worried Himself To Death

Welcome omolara thank you for becoming a follower and looking forward to having a lovely time with you.

Today will post an extract from a book I have been reading. (THE SUCCESS PRINCIPLES How to get from where you are to where you want to be by Jack Canfield). I hope you learn a lot from this as I have.

WORRIED HIMSELF TO DEATH

Nick Sitzman was a strong, healthy and ambitious young railroad yardman. He had a reputation as a diligent hard worker and had a loving wife and two children and many friends. One summer day, the train crews were informed that they could quit an hour early in honor of foreman's birthday. While performing one last check on some of the railroad cars, Nick was accidentally locked in a refrigerator boxcar. When he realized that the rest of the workmen had already left the site, Nick began to panic.

He banged and shouted while his fist were bloody and his voice was hoarse, but no one heard him. With his knowledge of "the numbers and the facts", he predicted the temperature to be zero degrees. Nick's thought was if I can't get out, I'll freeze to death in here. Wanting to let his wife and family know exactly what had happened to him, Nick found a knife and began to etch words on the wooden floor. He wrote, "it's so cold, my body is getting numb. If I could just go to sleep. These may be my last words".

The next morning, the crew slid open the heavy door of the boxcar and found Nick dead. An autopsy revealed that every physical sign of his body indicated he had froze to death. And yet the refrigerator unit of the car was inoperative, and the temperature inside indicated 55 degrees Fahrenheit. Nick had killed himself by the power of his own thoughts.

You, too, if you are not careful, can kill yourself with your limiting thoughts-not all at once like Nick Sitzman, but little by little, day after day, until you have slowly deadened your natural ability to achieve your dreams.

Notez Bien: when I read this story it spoke to me. This is me for I worry a lot. Why did Nick Sitzman worry himself to death, leaving his wife and kids behind?

Newly added Goal: " stop worrying about everything, for, most at times they all fall into place at the end of the day".

Ciao.

Hello

Hello everyone its been a while we had a good chat. How r u? I hope good. Hmmm last week had been a hectic week for me good excuse why i didn't blog...loll. Despite the hectic schedule I had fun...

Sunday was very interesting for me for I had two invites one for a 1 year old birthday party and the other a friend's party. Oh my my friend Mandy does cook very well. I was tempted to take a second helping, anyway I didn't take though, but wished I did..

Enough of my gisting..

I have to take my leave for u will not believe it, I am feeling very sleepy this afternoon...loll..Oh my God I hope I don't become lazy..

Do take care of yourself and have a lovely week ahead.

Ciao.

P.s: " please join me to read a book a week. its good for your soul"

Note: " You are the same today as you'll be in 5 years except for two things, the books your read & the people you meet", Charles "Tremendous" Jones.