HENRIQUETTA

Have you ever imagined your life like it is a big picture scattered in a hundred piece puzzle? I see mine like that. A big beautiful picture, and everything are bits that make up the whole picture, some of the spaces are bigger than the other. Most of the time, we try to fit some piece into the wrong place. For instance, there's this huge space that appears inside of us when we've had a face off with a loved one,  family,  for context sake. We run off in search of other ways to fill that void rather than reconciling, thanks to our proud pride. We try making family out of others, weighing them with so much responsibility. Or we look for habits we can cultivate, just to fill up that lack. I'd be bursting your bubble to say it won't work. Time can't heal some things, on the contrary, it reminds you of it because truth is, nothing fills that void. Family, solid relationships, and other important life consistuent. We all keep screaming "no one is irreplaceable"...

I had previously been an uptight, hard face princess. Building walls after walls to shield my precious heart. I never wanted to be hurt. O boy, fast forward many years later I can't count how many blows I have received from family, friends and foes, life huh?! There was a period in my life I didn't cry! So much for being a ' bad bitch '- at least that's what they call themselves these days. A couple of years back, I had a serious fight with a guy I was in a relationship with. Then one evening, still knee deep in giving each other space, he called and asked me to listen to a show they were doing on radio. I reluctantly obliged. I guess they knew I was gonna listen that day because they all of a sudden started to talk about vulnerability . I was so pissed! Since all I could see was a guy who wants me to break all my walls so he could easily ruin my life emotionally. I couldn't get the earplugs out because I was drawn in and curiosity was a bad girl that day. After...

Welcome again to this space. That you would come, is a motivation to write, even if I'm battling with some serious writer's block. Here, I'd be sharing my thoughts, and lessons learnt from an old movie I watched yesterday for the first time (as much of the movie person that I am, I'm quite a latecomer!). Somehow, movies are some serious sources of inspiration, for me though. Movie title: GOD'S NOT DEAD and I can pretty much hear you laughing hysterically, dont ask me how! I'm still an Edo girl . Just in case I got to the movie before you, the movie potrayed a couple of well-grounded Christians going through a phase of long-suffering. The pastor knew GOD'S   word, but he was going through a phase of turmoil which broke him. He had lost his very good friend JUDE in the course of a school chaos. However, Jude was accidently killed by a guy who wasn't in the faith, simply trying to vent his anger brewing from the fact that his girlfriend broke up with him. ...