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Today makes it a year since I parked my bags and embarked on this Lagos journey.
New job, new house, new city, new state, new environment and 29 colleagues I spent a lot of time with last year.

Lagos wasn’t new to me. My first time here was in 2017 to do my IT (Industrial Training). New city, “new job” but I didn’t exactly know anyone there.

Long story short, I left with recommendations, met family members I didn’t know I had, lived in 3 different parts of the state. I found a mentor, a work family and made a few friends.
I lived the whole Lagos life staying on the mainland and transiting to the Island. I was jumping buses before God upgraded me and I started staying on a route the company bus went through. Thank the Lord.

5 years later, I’m back. I still haven’t learnt to speak Yoruba and I’m not transiting from the mainland to the Island. As God would have it, my job came with residential quarters, just as I asked Him. Because I told God, if He was to give me a job in Lagos, I wanted one that came with Residential Quarters, I can’t do the whole traveling to and fro to get to work and back again. Lagosians, y’all are trying.

This time was different though, I had “Family” in Lagos. My elder sister, my second mum as I prefer to call her. She had packed her bags earlier and come to stay in Lagos. So her here was a cushion for me, stayed with her right through my Medicals and buying things I had forgot to buy in Benin, attending my first church service with her in her church and she, following me to my new house.

I’m grateful for her Presence here because whenever things get too hard or I’m missing home; I pack my things and run home to her. Those times phone calls or “Family Meetings” don’t just do it. Just seeing her was all the remedy I needed.

It’s 1 year now, I have flatmates, a roommate, my 26 colleagues (yes 3 people left with time), a church family (TCN Ikorodu), getting to meet my older colleagues and finally getting integrated into the system to know what I was actually employed for after the one year training.

I have made some friends, I have discovered my love for cooking, learnt to prioritize my health and myself, fallen in and out of love and travelled within that period. I have learnt to trust and obey and to be free to do me. And my colleagues and I started a fellowship amongst ourselves and for ourselves.

Again I was placed in a position to learn, relearn and unlearn.
Looking back at the frightened girl on the bus, with thoughts running wild about what this journey would bring and looking at myself as I type this, I would say I have come a long way. And for that I am grateful.

Who knows what this next one year will bring me.

Thank you for reading.

Till next time.
With Love,
Sparkle✨

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