This was refreshing to read and I could relate to it.
I haven't had to move away from my country but I've moved away from family, in the last 3 years, I haven't slept in the same house with my mother for more than 2 nights at a time, I haven't seen my favorite cousin since the pandemic.
When I moved to my current city, I moved in with a friend and it felt so different from when I lived in Lagos. I was lost at sea in Lagos.
I worry about having to build a life from scratch when I leave this country, the fact that I won't be able to hop on a bike to see my friends when I need them or bring my sister to my house to come cook for me.
Oriade, I wish you a kinder sea in your new life and that you get to meet people to make a home with.
Moving away from home or the city you had grown up comes with a lot of missed feeling. However, I think we all will (should) make that move at some point in our lives. It's a form of education. Learning the different kinds of normals for different kinds of people is a way to form more empathetic-insightful life philosophies and build personal operating systems, if that makes sense.
The longest I've been away from home at a time is 18 months- The clarion call; NYSC! I've always been moving and coming back for 10 years- for school, then work. This time looked like it was going to be forever...
The first time I would wake up in the morning and not hear "E kaaro" or the Adhan for a MOsque nearby lol.
I'd rather hear; "Ndewo" "Otutu Oma" and others I can't quite remember.
What we have to let go in pursuit of a goal. I left home when I was 16. My family was in Abuja but I was in Ibadan trying to gain admission into the university. I did not see them for four years. How would your family become strangers? I did not forget home but I could not be home. Home understood but the long distance from was not okay for me. The prayer is to always find home even away from home
This was refreshing to read and I could relate to it.
I haven't had to move away from my country but I've moved away from family, in the last 3 years, I haven't slept in the same house with my mother for more than 2 nights at a time, I haven't seen my favorite cousin since the pandemic.
When I moved to my current city, I moved in with a friend and it felt so different from when I lived in Lagos. I was lost at sea in Lagos.
I worry about having to build a life from scratch when I leave this country, the fact that I won't be able to hop on a bike to see my friends when I need them or bring my sister to my house to come cook for me.
Oriade, I wish you a kinder sea in your new life and that you get to meet people to make a home with.
Your writing is so warm and inviting. I felt like i was on the plane with you
Thank you 🥺
I’m so glad you’re back, Oriadé!
Your writing is such a beautiful thing and I am grateful for your decision to share your gift with us as often as you can.
I wish you all the best and “may you not be lost at sea IJN, Amen!!! (Read in African mother speak)”.
Haha...thank you so much for writing back. I appreciate it and don't worry, no one's getting lost here.
😊🫶🏽
I'm so glad you're back
Looking forward to reading more of your newsletters🌸
Thank you 🥰🥰
This was so heartwarming to read. Love how you carried us along so well.
I am glad you are back now, I look forward to more newsletters.
Thanks for reading 🥺
I was the one who sent you a DM on Instagram.
Welcome back🎉
Yayyy thanks for the motivation
Enjoyed every bit of this! Off to read the previous issues. May your stay in Doha be peaceful and lovely.
First of all, I love your writing style! Poetic!
Moving away from home or the city you had grown up comes with a lot of missed feeling. However, I think we all will (should) make that move at some point in our lives. It's a form of education. Learning the different kinds of normals for different kinds of people is a way to form more empathetic-insightful life philosophies and build personal operating systems, if that makes sense.
The longest I've been away from home at a time is 18 months- The clarion call; NYSC! I've always been moving and coming back for 10 years- for school, then work. This time looked like it was going to be forever...
The first time I would wake up in the morning and not hear "E kaaro" or the Adhan for a MOsque nearby lol.
I'd rather hear; "Ndewo" "Otutu Oma" and others I can't quite remember.
Still, I enjoyed everyday I spent in Igboland!
What we have to let go in pursuit of a goal. I left home when I was 16. My family was in Abuja but I was in Ibadan trying to gain admission into the university. I did not see them for four years. How would your family become strangers? I did not forget home but I could not be home. Home understood but the long distance from was not okay for me. The prayer is to always find home even away from home
A soothing read. I wish you all the best in London!
Goodluck in your new abode!
This was so relaxing to read.
I wish you well in your new life in London.
Please come back home soon.
This was such a great read!
I haven’t been back in 2 years, and it feels like I’ve lost track of everything that reminds me of home. I can't imagine being away for 14 years!
This was beautiful to read. Almost like it was an adult lullaby 🥹
Oriade of London 🥂
Loved reading this.
Oríadé the Londoner 🥂