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16Feb/16

Dear Tosin #LettersOfTheHeart

A few weeks ago, ‘’Hey Soul Sister’’ by Train was playing on the radio. The song took me back down memory lane to a period in my life I haven’t given any consideration to in the last two years.
It was second semester in our third year in the university, we were seated next to each other in a Financial Accounting class. Our seats were located in the middle of the class and considering our lecture’s bedroom voice it wasn’t the best choice.
I didn’t want to be the one that lost out on our current deal, so I was faking concentration, refusing to acknowledge that you were stealing long glances at me whenever you took a break from writing your note.
I wanted so bad to wrap my free hand in yours and let you trace circles on the inside of my palm but that would mean losing our deal and my pride was larger than my need for touching hands.
My fake concentration broke when you reached for your ear phones and placed them in my ears and the first line of the Train song blasted into my head ‘’Lip stick stain on theonont lope of my left side brain’’.
Hey we all know that nerd Ore would know the part of the brain responsible for love.
I broke into a smile and in that moment I am sure I loved you.
I know this is weird and I am the last person you are expecting a letter from, but don’t drop it just yet.
There is a point to this and it isn’t to win you back or drag up old emotions; listening to that song left me feeling guilty and there are a few things I like you to know so here goes.
It feels like I am writing to a stranger and this simple fact has me wondering if you still love milk or if you still take the most beautiful unassuming photographs of people but who am I kidding I know deep down that you would always love milk and photography makes up more than 50% of how you express yourself and share your beauty with the world.
What I really should be wondering about is what goes on in your day, how many new movies you have seen, which series you have gotten hooked on and what new artist is bringing your ear drums to life. I have lost the right to know these things, to have long conversations about nothing important, just the shared joy of  listening to the next person’s voice.
I am sure you have a tonne of questions for me after these two paragraphs but I am getting to the point of this letter and here goes. Sorry I didn’t accept your hand of friendship after our ‘’relationship’’ ended. Fun fact it took me so long to accept it and learn to say it out loud.
I wasn’t in the right frame of mind to be friends with you to share any aspect of my life with you, I needed to grow without you, find out who I am and the possibilities available to me without you.
All of who I was at that point in my life was wrapped up tightly in you; I had lost my identity in you, my dreams each and every one had you in it. You had become my sun and I was willingly drawing light and direction from you.
I had to find myself, learn to dream for me and learn to love myself without you. Any relationship with you would have hindered the journey to self-discovery I needed to embark on. There was never a perfect time to explain any of this to you, heck I didn’t understand what was going on at the time.
I needed to be selfish to heal and I hope you can understand that.
I have moved on with my life; learnt to deal with life situations more maturely and more importantly learn to face life as a complete individual.  So I am just wondering how you are, how your dreams are panning out, and I have tried to turn off my wondering mind in your direction but I have come to the understanding that there is always a room that ‘’firsts’’ occupy though, it’s an ever shrinking space.
So feel free to reply ‘’Stranger Ore’s letter’’ or not, the ball is entirely in your court. Consider this an explanation, a peace offering of some sort and you are officially off the hook from the promises of the song ‘’The Only Exception’’.
From A Distant Part of Your Past

Dear Natalie #LettersOfTheHeart

( a letter from the past, to be read by my ‘Cupcake’ on the 15th of February, 2016)

Dear Natalie,
Forgive me but I might get my tenses wrong since I’m writing in the present as though the future me is talking about the past that is still future to this present, and am expecting you to relate to this from the future to both yesterdays past and my current present which is an even further past from when you should be reading this.
Correct tense or not, my love for you will be eternal, ( except you force me to eat Amala, yes you know I hate Amala that much, in sickness and in health, but not with Amala, No no no NO)

If you’re reading this on the 15th you’ll know I proposed yesterday, valentines day. I’ve tried to imagine a future without you, it would be quite dreadful for me, so I hope you said YES.

Since the beginning of 2015, (yes, 2015) I’d been researching engagement rings, ( yes! I’ve been ready to put a ring on it for a loooong time ). At first I felt like there were so many options to choose from; style, what metal, gem type, cut. Totally spoilt for choice, it was like there were as many rings as there were women. Then it hit me, out of all the women in this world, I fell madly in love with you, Natalie, it amazes me just how happy I am to be with you, to have you, to share my heart and my world with you. I couldn’t just pick a ring, I had to find the right one.

Now I believe I’ve picked an engagement ring that captures my deepest feelings for you. It’s a handmade silver Celtic Claddagh ring with an emerald gemstone; just like you it’s uniquely crafted, silver so it will  match your skin flawlessly, the claddagh ring design symbolises the core of our relationship; our crazy Friendship, how beautifully we love each other, and our steadfast Loyalty to each other through stormy weather, plus the emerald gemstone is in your favourite colour, no boring white for you babe.

Right now I’m writing from Minna, Nigeria, and you’re all the way up north in Bristol, UK, I know you were expecting me on the 18th of February, but I fibbed, I’m planning to sneak over to Bristol, prank our friends, surprise you and propose on Valentines day. I know both of us are not great fans of relationship clichés, but I felt this had to be an exception. We’ve been friends since 2012 and courting since 2013, but this will be the first valentines day when we’d actually be together.

The long distance hasn’t been easy for us, my whole being constantly aches to be with you, every day without you I’m like a husk, simply moving, longing and waiting. But somehow, against crazy odds, we’ve made it work through your resilient and patient effort. I owe you big time, for this I pray that God will reward you ( or us) with 8 children; 4 Troublesome boys and 4 Beautiful girls. May you not resist the Lords Blessing! ACCEPT IT In Jesus Name!

Babe, I’ve missed so much about you.
I’ve missed seeing you shake your head at my stupid jokes, how you roll your eyes at my ridiculous behaviour, the blush in your cheeks when I tease you pointlessly.
I’ve missed the warmth that fills my heart everytime you smile lovingly at me, hearing you laugh with me, how you dote over me. I’ve missed watching you sing. I’ve missed holding your hand while we pray together.

I could write all day about what I miss about you, but unfortunately we’ve got a few ‘eavesdroppers’ on this letter, and they have lives to get back to, cars to drive, and road traffic to dodge.

I want to spend the rest of my days with you, be a loving husband to you, raise and nurture 8 wonderful children with you, create and share new experiences, invent family traditions, have an awesome life with you.

Yes of course we have our differences, but we’ve recognized, understood and each compromised for them. We’ve got shared dreams and desires for the future, we support, complement and have faith in each other. We should tackle the world together.
Ever since I knew the depths of your heart I had to ask this question; every moment, every step, every breath has been leading inevitably, irreversibly and unquestionably, towards this one question. You still have a choice to make, but I have no choice, it has to be you. But I must ask, I must hope and I must pray. So..
(Deep breath)

Natalie Ajani, will you be my wife?

 

PS. She said “YES”! Be nice, drop a “Congratulations” in the comment section.

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14Feb/16

Dear Amanda #LettersOfTheHeart

Some people are beautiful, not in looks, not in what they say, just in what they are.

Dear Amanda,

It’s been a while I wrote you a letter, not since you made me write you letters in Yoruba. The effort put into those words is enough for a 100 letters and that’s probably why you’re just now receiving another letter from me.

I had long learned to write down words my heart really wanted to say which my lips couldn’t utter and today I share those words with you. Some of the words are in pictures and even though they are not words I wrote, I have kept them (some for over 5 years) because they expressed what was in my heart aptly at the times I saw them. They gave voice to my very deep thoughts and emotions.

Once upon a cold December morning, I saw you for maybe the 100th time; a graceful young lady who until that moment was just another girl I saw around. But that morning, something was different. You were like a diamond, glittering and catching my attention everywhere I turned. I got hooked forever. Or not.

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Your beauty was simple yet ravishing, your carriage relaxed yet confident and your character gentle yet captivating. You became the dream, the mission was clear.

 

 

In retrospect, the lines below should have been my first line to you. You know I have wished severally that I could meet you for the first time all over again so I can say these words to you;

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Anyone who’s ever fallen in love would know that expressions are really hard when you’re truly in love but I tried to express myself every way I could, sometimes the expressions were successful, at other times, they were woeful.

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It was like we were in a maze; seeking to love and seeking to be loved but unable to meet those needs. I couldn’t understand why. Loving could be so simply complicated

 

 

I loved that you were different but I tried in vain to fully understand the thought pattern of women

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This is the best way I could describe it. It was like I fell in love with a beautiful flower in full bloom with petals soft and tall like the Iroko tree, smelling like vanilla chocolate but was not really chocolate because it was made of flour and it wasn’t actually a flower.

Yeah, I was that confused.

The many little pretty things you did had taken up all of my heart. You say I taught you to give but I don’t know how true that is ’cause I know you are a black belt in giving. When life puts several hundred miles between us, I like that you were always ready to give me several hours of your days on end in phone conversations; that’s one of the little things that filled up my heart.

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Like music stopping in the middle of a dance, the fire burned out. They say we forgot to stoke the fire. I asked how we were supposed to stoke the fire of love and there were a hundred responses but no answer.

 

We had to find our own answers. It took a while but we found our answer, and yeah baby, I chose you yesterday, I choose you today and I will choose you for the next thousand, thousand tomorrows.

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We found our rhythym, you began to laugh like me and I could anticipate your next sigh, I knew when you were unsure and you could hear all the words I chose not to say. A steady fire had ignited in us both.

 

“Oh, I think that I’ve found myself a cheerleader
She is always right there when I need her

She gives me love and affection
Baby, did I mention
You’re the only girl for me
No, I don’t need a next one
Mama loves you too
She thinks I made the right selection
Now all that’s left to do
Is just for me to …”

(Cheerleader -Omi)

Some people are beautiful, in looks, in what they say, and in what they are. You my lover are beautiful

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13Feb/16

Dear Morenike #LettersOfTheHeart

A hundred and five is the number that comes to my head when I think of all the years I wanna be with you”

That’s the songs that pops in my head whenever, wherever I set my eyes on you. I just wanna get on one knee and do it once and for all. The God-honest truth is I really dunno what I like/love about you. Maybe it’s the smile, your beauty, your sexy body; I really dunno. What exactly attracted me to you? All I know is I saw you once and I liked you. I tried to get you off my mind but I couldn’t, I was completely “love struck”. A couple of months later “bang bang bang”, you became ‘Mrs Black’ queen of my heart”.
I’ve being with a couple of girls in the short time I’ve spent in this life – good relationships in fact that I thought would lead to something great, but at the end of the day, they all left. Yours is the longest relationship I have ever been in and I definitely want more years with you.
We are always disagreeing, always making each other flare up and asking questions like “how did I even end up with you? but deep down we are sure that we are the best thing to ever happen to each other. And despite all the relationship “experiences” I’ve had; with you I’m a novice. You just make me wonder.
Baby I sure to God am hooked on you, you are my fix. I used to convince myself that I’m not the kinda guy to just “love up” and then make a lady “the beginning and the end” of my entire existence but that changed with you. You definitely make me wanna be a better person, always trying to bring out the best in me. Even if it means you have to sometimes be naughty/nasty about it.
You know I’m a man of many words always having something to say, but here I am finding it difficult to use my words appropriately to express the way I feel about you and how you make me feel. It took me three days to put this together and I still haven’t expressed myself the way I have it in my head. I honestly can’t explain how I feel or what exactly is the thing(s) I like/love about you. Baby you’re the best and “I LOVE YOU”
I started this by saying a hundred and five is number of years I wanna spend with you; we’ve just spent 2, 103 remaining which means I still have a lot of time to shower my love on you. I gave you the name “MORENIKE” for a reason. MORENIKE, ”MA DE KE E”. I know I’m very stupid and don’t always behave myself – that’s what love makes you do. So please baby bear with me.
Love you always.
Yours Truly,
Babatunde Oladapo Benjamin (DatBlacBoi).

12Feb/16

Dear Daughters #LettersOfTheHeart

A FATHERS WORDS
A(nother) letter to my Lovies
I know what you are thinking, I have written and spoken so much
“Father’s words’. Well, at my last check, it hasn’t killed you; quite
the contrary in fact; so again I write. One letter to three of you,
three letters to each of you-That you may learn lessons from and of
one another. Temi, Desola & Olaolu, I give you (yet again)…A Father’s
Words
Having three daughters is the dream. I remember when I began to moot
the idea and a lot of friends thought it weird, which normal African
man doesn’t want sons? I was lucky. Your mother liked the idea so here
we are; in hindsight, I think it is a great one. But i cannot deny, i
had real fears, how was i going to be able to raise decent young women
in a world that was fast decaying; would I be able to shield them
against the virulent pervasion that was consuming the world; looking
at three of you, I know without a doubt that God’s hands was behind it
all; Incontrovertibly so.
Temiloluwa, you are a pride of a daughter, I can’t stop thanking God
for you. Truth be told, you kind of remind me of your big Uncle Vic.
He was reputed to be everyone’s delight too. The way you organize and
marshal everything, and those awards that you always receive from
school- they really should consider changing Best Student Award to The
Temiloluwa Award. I like David too, that young man you have an eye
for. He is a good chap but I fear that while expecting him to make a
move, you unwittingly push him away. You see, good guys like David are
rare. They combine a mixture of traits that serve advantages and
disadvantages. He is confident but conservative. He is focused and
kind-hearted but most importantly he is sensitive to what you say and
do. I agree with you that he really likes you but i don’t think he
doesn’t know what he wants. You see, the little things you say and
think do not have any meaning get into his mind and make a deposit.
Last week you said what you really wanted to focus on without
distractions was building your global women’s rights group. A man like
David hears that and thinks “maybe she is not ready”. Another time you
teased him about all those his girls- Don’t be surprised he’s thinking
“maybe she just wants to be friends and not be the girl”. I once had a
female friend like that-immediately after secondary school; I liked
her a bit and was considering asking her about a relationship. But she
kept on yapping on how she wasn’t a fan of distance relationships. For
a young man heading off to university, I took that as a hint
(THANKFULLY to be honest) and left that. Years later, I learnt she was
actually expecting me to say something and I didn’t. My point is,
don’t give mixed signals. Say what you mean and mean what you say. I
know you well enough to not bother counselling you to however, not
sell yourself cheap. And if what I see in David’s eyes is what i think
it is, He will wait. And you will have each other. Just don’t make
each other waste time.
Desola, My Iron Lady. Your intolerance for foolishness combined with
the kindness of your heart makes me admire you ALWAYS. You question
anything and everything. The only thing that makes that not scary for
me is that Jesus has captured your heart from the beginning. But you
have friends I have words for. You see in my days, young people
swooned over Hollywood movies. But they made a costly assumption; they
felt Hollywood was a window to the ‘civilised’ society. It was in some
ways, but in others it really wasn’t. Hollywood was the forefront of
moral decadence in the US but they thought it was a reflection of the
general society. So they westernized their morality after the
Hollywood fashion. So much so that chastity became a thing to be
“ashamed” about. Some even took it further to suggest in their
dimension of feminism that it was a ploy to suppress women considering
that men seemed to get away with it. Even the ‘good’ girls started
wanting ‘experienced’ men on their wedding night- I wonder where they
wanted them to receive the experience from. Let your voice continue
to be loud, firm in what you believe. The discipline in waiting brews
a control for staying. Just look around at the divorce rates; see how
much emanated from infidelity. Some from my days felt they had made mistakes and made decisions- decisions which I am happy to say turned out a beautiful life for them, some others felt it didn’t matter and I guess they are fine too. They say we are old fashioned; yes we
are. But that’s only because our reason is different from theirs. They
did it for culture; even religion. We do it for dedication to our
faith. With you, I am hardly fearful; you have made a life of standing
for what you believe is right, even when you stand against the whole
world.  Boss Lady, Your Father salutes you!
Olauluwa my baby! Growing up the child of public figures cannot be
easy and I know it. Being Temi and Desola’s sister probably doesn’t
help; for many this could be an unbearable pressure but not my baby!
You keep slaying left right and centre. I have a concern though. I
fear that you do what is ‘proper’. You do things you think we like. We actually do like them but My darling, you are too young to
make heavy sacrifices for your family. You remind me of a character in
a popular movie in my childhood- The Lion King. The princess got to a
point where she had to ask “If there is so much I must be, Can i still
just be me, the way I am? Can i trust in my own heart or am i just one
part of some big plan?” Well, Olaoluwapemi Farra Amina, daughter of Adekunle. I
tell you today, no plan of anyone- not mine, not your mother’s, not
your sisters can/should supersede your own personal plans. Spread your
wings Sugar, Fly and Soar. Do exactly what you want so far you have
considered it well and reckon it to be right. You can be assured that
in your daddy you will find a smile of love, a twinkle of approval and
a wink of affection.

It will be Valentine’s in a few days. I wrote this letter and planned
that you would read it just before your mother and I return from our
outing. We have news. The Lord has done it! Actually more like The
Lord-Featuring Your Mum and I. You are (finally) getting a baby
Brother!
Love you all, Lovies. Really Really do.

09Feb/16

Dear Father #LettersOfTheHeart

This one time, I’m not writing to ask for money (although if you could spare some 50k, I definitely wouldn’t mind). Wherever on the surface of the earth that you are, I’m writing to let you know that I forgive you.

You and I know there’s a lot to forgive.

FEBRUARY 14, 2006, You bought Mama that cute little Rio she can’t drive anymore because it reminds her too much of you. As the sky turned grey and the sun sank into the clouds, you stood in the garage and swore that as long as breath swirled in your lungs, you would spend your strength loving our mama.

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08Feb/16

Dear Human #LettersOfTheHeart

My very dear Human,

When we met you weren’t into dogs. You were so guarded and tough, you still are, sometimes – and crazy too – ah mean, who says to her dog “if I wouhz you”? Who gives a dog ‘the look’? Who plans and prepares a‘complete balanced diet’ for her dogs (inside joke) *dodges THE LOOK*… hahaha.

So yeah, you can be very ‘extra’ and weird (too much energy), but you are also very soft, loyal and kind. May everyone in your life show you as much loyalty, love and commitment, nothing less.

Anyway, you have grown to take more-than-just-a-liking to us and you have shown us so much love and care. I don’t know what we did or how we did it, but we did it. Without trying to flatter myself, I think we have helped you open up more to even other humans. For that, I am glad and grateful our paths crossed.

There are so many things in my life that I love: Dog Food, Dog Biscuits, bones… All those things are nice, very nice, but the absolute best part of my day is when my nose tells me you are near and you come ruffle my fur and scratch me behind my ears.

When you are happy, I’m happy. When you are sad, your sorrow touches my heart and grieves me. I remember those nights of nuzzling you and listening to your confidences and secret dreams. Yes, I’m a dog, but I’m alive and I feel you because I love you so. You’ll do great.

I know you don’t want to hear this but, Zoro and I are old, we have aged slowly before your eyes. When we get too old, and start to look at you with grizzled muzzles, cataract clouded eyes and are in constant pain, please allow the Doctor to do the ‘right thing’.

Finally, I know you humans lead busy lives. It always seems like you are in a race, running here and there; often much too fast, often staring at that little screen y’all carry around, often never noticing the truly grand things in life. That is all I ask: to slow down, smell the roses, give, see the world, spread hope, and fall passionately in love.

aaaahhoooooohhh…. wooooooff…

Your Shaggie-Shaggy

07Feb/16

Dear PLF #LettersOfTheHeart

Dear PLF,
Hardly does a day go by without me  thinking of you or wondering what you are up to… and when I do, I soak you in prayer. I know it makes no sense but I miss you. Oh I miss you so much… not being able to share the numerous things I am thinking, the plans, dreams and desires. I know it won’t be long now… we will meet up and we will know… a knowing click*winks*.

This letter is a promise. I promise to love you through thick and thin. When we have so much and when we have to be careful with expenses. I promise to be strong for you when you need me to.

Yes I can fuss and be a drama queen sometimes  (am a woman you know *winks*)… but I promise to pray for you every single day as long as God gives me breath. I promise to dress special for you everyday so no outside woman holds any appeal.

PLF, I assure you our home will be full of love… so much love you that anyone who comes can you cut a slice of it and it doesn’t affect us. Oh if only you know the designs I have for our house… thWLFnterior designs. I know that once I share it with you… You will give me full approval… it’s badt like that. *double winks*.

Our children will be blessings for God will pour His Spirit on them. They will be joy to us and we shall delight in them all our days. Our son shall grow up strong and loving like you. Our daughter shall be sweet and caring like me. *winks*.

I promise to support your dreams and projects even when I don’t understand them… I trust Abba to stir you right. I promise to never go to bed with an angry heart… no room for cracks. I promise to find one reason everyday to fall in love with you again.

Darling PLF, I can’t exhaust all my promises here… some are private. But I assure you under God you will thank God for me everyday as I will for you.

P. S: Your favour doubles because I am a good thing and the crown on your head. I love you today and I will always love you.

Your WLF

PS. I asked and PLF means, Priest, Lover, Friend. You knew already, right? Yeah, I didn’t think so. 😁

06Feb/16

DEAR FRIENDZONED LADY #LETTERSOFTHEHEART

Dear Lady,

The emotions that flow between us is great when it concerns the matter of the heart. I’m always there for you through thick and thin, rain and sunshine, night and day, bad days and ’em legendary bad days.

I pride in the attention given to me, the comfort-ability you enjoy with me, the sincerity, the hidden emotions, the genuine laughter and rants, the movie outings, the dinner hangouts……but then you also enjoy the moments. Them oshofree things.

Now things seem to be going well and you expect me to pull the trigger of proposal but the bomb of “we are just friends” drops. It drops in a subtle way, with the effect not being too harsh or you feeling too bad or bitter.

Withdrawal from me will be so damning. Getting closer is a no go area too, maintaining the friendship tempo becomes a great deal. Then me, #YorubaDemon  *evil grin* gets closer, makes you feel comfortable, gets you to the other side of trust again. But then the unexpected happens. You fall in love with another guy. You start to assess and compare but I encourage you to go for it. And I pull back.

Here’s the beauty and joy of the whole process; you were never lonely. You were happy. I kept you looking radiant.

That’s my joy as a friendzoner.

Remember to say this PRAYER for me:

“Cheerful giver of love, bae of the baeless, boo of the booless, locate me and turn my life around till I meet that FRIENDZONED girl who will capture my heart so I can finally channel all these love to her.”

Regards.

Tobbie

05Feb/16

DEAR DAUGHTER IN-LOVE #LETTERSOFTHEHEART

A letter to my son’s wife on her wedding day.

My beautiful daughter,

I am so blessed to receive you into our home. Since before my son was born, I dreamed of the lady who would one day win his heart and be the mother of his children. You are an answer to my many many prayers. During my childbearing years, I always longed to have a daughter, however, God blessed our home with three wonderful sons. Your coming into our home is my long-awaited answer to that prayer.

I want you to know that we love and respect you. When we give you our son today, we will not take him back. He is yours and yours for life. Our family doesn’t believe in divorce nor will we ever support the break up of your home, regardless of the cause. We will not interfere in the affairs of your home, however, we will always be available should you need guidance or a sounding board.

By the Grace of God, we believe that we raised our son to be a good husband and father. We trained him to always respect women and to be a Godly example. Should he misbehave in any way, know that you can come to us and we will be happy to set him straight, without taking sides. We are committed to the success of your home. While we avail ourselves to you, please know that the truest source of strength and wisdom that you need as a wife is found only in God. I urge you to develop your relationship with Him further and seek Him for daily guidance. The power of prayer cannot be overemphasized.

I learned a lot from my Mother in Love and have a very good relationship with her. I sincerely hope that with time, you will grow to love me like I love her and that we will have a beautiful relationship.

Please take good care of my son. He is now your responsibility and no longer mine. He is a gentle and caring soul and needs to be handled with care. If you need any tips on how to get through to him, I’m always available to share with you all that I know.

He will love you more than he loves me and I’m ready to accept that. I want to see him further develop into the great man that he is called to be. Please be faithful to him, protect his heart and give him all of your love. He has been mine for so many years. I have done my best as a mother to raise him, but today, I hand him over to you. He is now yours to love, cherish, nurture and protect. He is the best gift I have to give. He is the product of my life’s work and prayers. May God grant you wisdom to cherish him, even more than his father and I have.

God bless you as you start this new journey, one that will last a lifetime. Congratulations on your marriage and may you experience all of the joys that come with marrying the love of your life.

With love and sincerity,

Laurie Idahosa

Your husband’s mother

@IdahosaLaurie

www.laurieidahosa.com