It’s here: the last Thursday of April! Another month is nearly behind us, just like that. I hope you had a great month; one that was filled with plenty of things that caused you to say “Thank you, God!”. If you’re a GNG Insider, in a few days I’ll be sharing what I’ve been learning about this whole “looking for love” business. Sign up to receive my monthly messages and you’ll be all set!
Here’s what I’m thankful for this month. Continue reading
Ten months have passed since my last blog post about hair, following my decision to “go natural”. If you’re expecting an inspiring update I may disappoint: Exhibit A shows how I’m wearing my hair these days (maintaining natural hair is no joke!).
My hair is hidden away so that I’m not tempted to return to my relaxed hair ways. Continue reading
As I wrote this month’s thankful post, I had Agatha Moses as my soundtrack (go to 18:07 for the above chorus). I think every Nigerian knows the medley that the above excerpt is from—if you don’t, please hand in your Nigerian passport now.
I have so much to be thankful for this month; God is GOOD.
- First off, I’m thankful for my dad’s time investment and belief in me. He always puts aside whatever he’s working on without a question to listen to what I have to say. It’s always been like that so it can be easy to take it for granted, but when I heard someone say that her father always looks at her like he wishes she would disappear, and worse, that she’s Continue reading
I’ve said before that there’s no hospitality like Nigerian hospitality, and it’s true. My mom enjoys entertaining and my parents will happily welcome strangers into their home without advance notice and without caring about the state of their house—after all, the person isn’t a home inspector (besides, any critical comments would be eliminated by a taste of my mom’s excellent cooking!). I generally don’t share my parents’ enthusiasm for entertaining (especially if the guest is expecting Nigerian cooking!) and I dislike being surprised by last-minute guests because I like having time to prepare…and by “prepare”, I mean clean up. I don’t mind living in messy quarters but I don’t want to subject someone else to it. My dad has always challenged me on this: if I claim to be comfortable with my environment, why do I clean up when someone’s coming over? Why can’t I roll with it without feeling the need to apologize for the mess? Why do I worry about being judged? Why can I clean for someone else but I choose not to keep things neat for myself?
My dad is always asking those questions you Continue reading
It’s flattering when someone from a website that gets a lot of traffic and has a lot of followers reaches out to you and asks if they can re-post one or more of your blog posts on their site. It tells you that you aren’t labouring in vain; that your work hasn’t gone unnoticed. The thought that a blog post that originally appeared on your blog and received just a few views and comments now has the potential to be seen by many more people is exciting.
I was approached by an online publication and told that five or so of my blog posts had been selected for publishing in their entirety on the website of this brand. This site wasn’t trying to pass off the work as their own: I would be given full credit and links to my website would be added to the post. All I had to do was provide a biography and I’d be off to the races as they say.
In the end I decided not to go along with this for two main reasons:
- Duplicate content is not good for site engine optimization (SEO) and even though Continue reading
If you, like me, have #2016lovegoals, we need a plan to make this year different from the previous ones. I’m not saying this because my dad reminded me of it last weekend—though sometimes I think he can read my mind—I had drafted this post two months ago. Here are five things that I’ve started—or will start—doing to increase my chances of finding love in 2016. I’m even setting reminders on my phone to make sure I do them!
Regularly and sincerely pray for a spouse (in progress)
Over five years ago I shared that I felt odd praying for a spouse, even though it’s what my dad did and it worked for him. In that post I used the word resentful and it’s true: Continue reading