Category: Through my eyes
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Embracing Life’s Seasons
Today I’m thankful for Fall. Yes, the season. I’ll admit this is the first Fall in my time in Canada that I’m really slowing down to enjoy the season. You see, the transition from summer to fall used to fill me with a lot of anxiety. Anxiety over what fall…
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A moment that felt like everything
🧘♀️ One still moment. A quiet walk through the serene Trent University campus, hand in hand with my little one. No rush. No noise. Just soft footsteps, gentle conversation, and the kind of calm I didn’t know I needed. Not glamorous. Not staged. But this is what fuels me. This…
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Weight loss secrets?
Years ago I uploaded a photo of myself on Facebook, and someone commented ‘watch your weight.’ I don’t even remember the photo but I remember that comment clearly. This isn’t someone I’m friends with. I hadn’t seen or spoken to this person in ages, we once sang in the same…
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The one on loss
I think often of my cousin Dooter, whose time with us came to an end nearly 10 years ago. Tall, graceful, and as beautiful as they come. I laugh as I remember how I’d make her strut across the kitchen in my parents home, trying to nurture the seed of…
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Family banter and WhatsApp groups
After several years without a family WhatsApp group, atypical of a Nigerian family with access to the app, my sister decided last week that it would be a great idea to have us all in one e-space. She must have been bored the day she got that epiphany, this sister…
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Travel with me – Ottawa
Winter has got me reminiscing about warmer days and the understated luxury of T-shirt weather. What better way to beat the winter blues than a trip down memory lane, to sunnier times? My family took a trip to Ottawa in the summer of 2021, our first time there. The city…
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Pancake Tuesday and Nostalgia
I don’t think I have a favorite food. I have seasons when I obsess over a dish, but that quickly passes and I’m unto the next thing. I also have certain foods I hold dear, not for how they taste, but simply because they remind me of a certain time…
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Love what you do?
Except you’ve been living under a rock, you have probably heard the famous quote by Marc Anthony, “Love what you do and you’ll never work a day in your life.” On a morning like this, I beg to differ. I love to write and it comes naturally, but it’s felt…
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