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It has taken me so long
to write this letter but I think it’s about time. Probably because I have had
enough time to think about it and found the right things to say. Maybe it is
also because I am now on the other side and what I say or do will not make
much of a difference. Either way, I chose to write this letter at this time.
For the longest time, I kept
wondering, “How did I get here?” I mean, my life had just begun and I had so
much to achieve.
Having the first degree was just scratching the surface for
me, a flourishing career was just one step up the ladder and a promise ring a
peak into the happy ever after. All these were waiting for me. Despite it all, I
am here now!
How I actually got here,
is what I have had enough time to think about. Thinking, rethinking, counter-checking, and second-guessing I have done it all. I mean, time is no longer something I
worry about.
Running through my albums,
memories, archives you name it; could provide me with a clue at first. I
wondered, “Was it my family, friends, colleagues, acquaintances, leaders,
children, finances, or enemies?” Nothing seemed to be the exact answer. Thank
God, time is not something I lack. Longer reflections and self-interrogations
have revealed the truth.
I left all of you
wondering and saying, how surprised you were, now I realize you all drove me
here. Yes! I said it. Not like a matter of blame but a matter of equal
responsibility. The set book of life with high standards that I could never
meet was my constant companion. Not forgetting, the constant reminder to you
all of how it will take a miracle for me to attain those standards.
No offense Mama, Papa, and
Preacher Man your intentions were always pure but the delivery so poor. Even
the good book says, “Faith with no action is dead” and it also says, “When you
pray, do not use a lot of meaningless words.” Maybe more love would have made a
difference.
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You all wanted a piece of
me; my time, money, love, patience, compassion… I could go on and on. All I met
with was either a request, favor, plea, or demand; at times it was even hard to
spot the difference. All I knew is I am needed. Giving like a good steward, I gave
my all never complaining and not expecting anything. I mean, my eyes were
focused on the greater reward. Isn’t it what we all long for?
Maybe the reward will
come one day but I am yet to see it. What’s real to me is; I never gave myself
a chance. Every moment of my being, I owed it to someone and gave it all away.
Every day I gave and never did I get to refill my tank. It appeared like I never
ran out like the widow of Zarephath but now my lenses are different. I gave all I had
until I gave my soul.
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I may have all the time
right now but it is not time I can use to change my life. You all wish me eternal
peace but you need it most. For sure I am at peace, but I am not sure you will
find peace after realizing it is you who drove me to the other side, I just had
the ticked needed.
Till we meet again!
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