God Works in Mysterious Ways

In 2010, I was in my late twenties, working an okay job in Atlanta and wondering whether I should move back to Nigeria. You see, I left Nigeria at 15 years old and I didn't know what it was like to experience Nigeria as an adult. Lots of young Nigerians like me had moved back and seemed to be having these great, awesome lives. I really wanted to find out what opportunities there were out there for me, so after praying for a bit, I made the decision to move back right after my sister's wedding and my birthday in 2011.

Berry Lovely Links

Hey there!

I'm back with my weekly Lovely Links. I'm feeling fresh and rejuvenated again, and ready to start blogging consistently again. Thanks for your patience and sticking by moi. Without further ado, here are my links below!

International Women's Day - The Proverbs 31 Woman

Today, March 8th, all over the world, International Women's Day is being recognized. It's not an official holiday but it's a day within Women's History Month when women are celebrated. I wondered how to get myself involved via my blog. I considered doing a Woman Crush Wednesday post, but then couldn't decide who to write about (FYI, I thought about doing a monthly WCW post to highlight women that I've come across who inspire me. Would you be interested in such posts?). I also thought about posting a bunch of quotes about being a Woman, but then I wondered how many quotes to post. And then finally, I decided to go to the Bible and share my thoughts on the passage that talks about the Woman specifically.

Source

One Year Update!

Can you believe that today, March 7th, makes it one whole year since I left Nigeria and moved back to Hamrika?!?!?! Like where did the time go?!?!??! Okay, I won't lie. Time has felt very draggy at different times, but mehn, just like that one year has passed! I contemplated putting up a video to talk about the past year, but I'm opting to write things down instead. I think I'll share the year in Highlights, Lowlights, and Medium-lights :p

Ringling Brothers Circus

The first time I went to a circus was when I was about 7 years old. I can't actually remember what age I was but I was pretty young. I vividly remember one of the acts coming out looking like a lion, but it turned out to be two people. I asked my mum and she said it was a Russian circus that toured at the time, and we attended the showing in Port Harcourt. Just FYI, Port Harcourt used to be a very bubbling town with lots of cool and artsy events. If it wasn't for the security situation, I know PH would have been as good as, if not better than Lagos.