It's been a whirlwind of a year, from defending my thesis to the strenuous clearance process at my university (Nnamdi Azikiwe University, Awka) to relocating to a new city. When I decided to embark on a new learning journey, Nigeria happened to me. Initially, it was a six-week training program that upended my routine. Then, in an unforeseen twist, I lost my housing. Fortunately, this setback coincided with a need back home – to help my sister prepare for her wedding. The vibrancy and warmth of the festivities briefly took my mind off my troubles.
Immediately after the wedding, I heeded the clarion call, a national scheme, where the government empowers her graduates with experiences to face the labor market. starting with an intense three-week training experience that challenged me in ways I didn't expect. Emerging from the camp, I plunged into the necessities of national clearance and the daunting task of finding a new home.
I'm glad to say I've settled in and completed my clearance. However, amidst this newfound stability, December 27th brought sad news – the passing of my aunt. This loss cast a shadow over the year's end.
The last three months have been a maelstrom of emotions, but I'm eager to turn the page. Four days into the new year, I feel the weight of the remaining 361 pages yet to be written.
This year, I've resolved to approach every situation with a newfound resilience – a mantra I live by this year: "NO GREE FOR ANYBODY." It's a pledge to stay steadfast and not be easily swayed or discouraged, no matter the challenge.