I was 4 and I watched the place I called home burn to ashes. I watched my parents relocate to Abuja and start from scratch. I remember how my mum had to struggle to get on a bus and still had to pay attention to me to make sure I am not trampled on by other individuals trying to hop on the bus. I know the pain that crossed their face when they had to deny me things they knew I really wanted. All this memory came flooding in when I saw a woman on the bus today battling with her child and the Lagos hustle. My heart was even more burdened when I saw a pregnant woman was hustling to enter bus. It’s tiring for me as a person to deal with the Lagos madness not to think of being pregnant and dealing with all of this.
I thought to myself, if her husband really loves her, it’ll really hurt him to see her stress herself like this in this condition but there’s obviously nothing he can do about it. I have purposed in my heart to build the foundation for my success before I get married. This foundation also includes the man that I want to marry. I am not a gold digger, I just have a pet peeve called poverty. This is why I am not relying on any man for success. I would make my own success. I just need a man who understands that his family deserves comfort and is already working on making that happen and laying foundation for it.
I hear that men run away from ambitious/successful women, this thought gladdens me even more, because it eases the screening process. Any man intimidated by my success is not worth “my forever”. If you don’t understand my disdain for poverty and my drive to be successful for my children’s sake then you’re not worth it.
My dad has hit his success and groomed to great kids. Yes, my mum had to endure struggles after we lost a great deal and now my family has reached a height. My mum rides in her jeep because she earned it, so does my dad but I plan to be better than them and give my kids a better story to tell. I won’t spoil them with money. I’d still teach them financial education, deny them what I know will destroy them, provide for them, provide a certain level of comfort, send them to the best schools. Never will they lack because I can’t provide. My parents were there for me. They gave me the best they could. They love me and I love them too. They are extremely irreplaceable but every parent’s dream is to see their child do better than they ever did. I would be better. I would be stronger. I am driven to be and I am not just saying it, I am working towards it.
You decide the route your life goes. Be wise in choosing the direction your trafficator is pointing to to.