I’m Grateful for those who haven’t Given Up on Love
So, To all those who have kept the bounds of Love
Who are staying true to their vows
For better, for worse, and the in-betweens… I am theimisiOluwa; I’m grateful for those who haven’t given up on the Love.
To The Single Mothers
Day Fourteen To the single mothers To the single daddies Saviours of a rather odious circle It’s even not about what happened Nor a question of how you got here But of your endurance and optimism Of your emerging response-ability How you manage to keep…
To The Social Worker
Day Thirteen To the social workers And the emergency workers Who wake up daily planning to control crises And make our society livable Saving lives The firemen, the Security forces The women who sweep our roads Especially those in Ilorin And their counterparts in OAU…
I’m Grateful for my Proteges
“I may know some things that you don’t.
I may have made some decisions with my life that makes me standout.
I may pay attention to some things than others.
But friends, and partners is what we are at best.” I am theimisiOluwa; and tonight, I am grateful for my Protégés.
I’m Grateful for my Mentors
I am theimisiOluwa, Tonight I celebrate my Mentors, role models, and Coaches, Big mummies and daddies, brothers, and ‘Aunties’, men and women whose wisdom and examples triggers me. Men whose words keep me going in my time of confusions, and exasperation.
I’m Grateful for Pastors
From the time of the Cross, the gospel has been handed over to faithful men who have since committed it to other faithful men. Tonight, I appreciate everyone who has, and who labors in the word diligently. From our Sunday school teachers to our pastors and all.
I’m Grateful for my Friends
The saying goes: “Show me your friends, and I will tell you who you are”, and I think it’s safe to add “…and I will tell you who you’ll be”. My friends are not perfect, but they all add to me and I look up to them.
I’m Grateful for Family
*Day Three-#40DaysAppreciation Challenge* As most of us approached teenagehood, the tendency was for us to seek freedom, which meant a movement away from the dependence of family. We wanted separate rooms, separate meals…some of us even changed our names. But as we grow older, older…