I can’t remember ever having any disagreements with her. I think we’ve had one or two, but for the life of me, I can’t remember. What I do remember though, is an incident that happened while we were lodge mates. Because we were next door neighbors, we saw each other practically every day. So this particular period, we didn’t see each other for a couple of days and no one made the extra effort of calling on the other and so life went on. When we eventually did see, it was, ‘hello,’ ‘hi,’ ‘how are you doing?’  The strange thing about this whole scenario was that we didn’t have a disagreement before then; things just got weird like that. I wasn’t okay with the new development and I think she felt the same way too, but we just didn’t know how to bridge the divide. I then came up with an idea to buy her a gift, which I did. I got her a small diary wherein I penned down words expressing gratitude over her friendship and letting her know that I love her. We had each other’s spare keys and so I went into her room and dropped my gift on her bed and left. When she came back home and saw it, she immediately rushed to my room – full of apologizes for the strain in our friendship over the past few days, saying she didn’t even know how it happened or why. I apologized too and we made up our minds not to let that kind of incident happen to us again, and sure enough, it didn’t. Yey!!

Some of my fondest memories are of when she would come to my room to study while I slept or did whatever I had to do. Or when she would travel to her family home on some weekends and bring back one bad ofe akwu (banga stew) and rice like that. Or when we would go up to our other friend/sister’s room and gist till we fall asleep and then wake up early in the morning to sing to God and pray together. Those were fun times mehn!

She always teases me about my Igbo and while it pains me to admit, I must say that my command of Igbo language is better, thanks to her and other friends I met that period.

She is a friend who sticks closer than a sister.

One of the two friends I had then, who had unfettered access to my room and had the mind to take my novels (without my permission o) and give to someone I didn’t even know. Kai! I couldn’t even be mad at her.

She can be unassuming too, in a cute way.

Sometimes, I feel she cares too much about me.

She also enjoys troubling my life.

She’s part of my support system and very loyal.

There are people you meet in life’s journey that you just know you are loved by God to have such people grace your life; she’s undoubtedly one of such.

People have numerous crazy issues with their fellow lady friends for one reason or the other and while I agree that some ladies can act horribly, I strongly believe that those that sincerely have a living relationship with God make friendship so easy and enjoyable, and worthwhile. I can make bold to say this, because I have them as friends; very few but very intentional.

Note though, that she who wants good friends must first of all, become a good friend.

Sweetie m, you know every na.

I never fail to let you know how dear you are to me.

I love you and want only the best for you.

I pray that even as you begin a new phase of life, the Lord will cause kings and queens to be favorable to you, Amen.

May His countenance continually shine upon you, Amen.

May He make a way for you where there seems to be no way and may He break protocols just because you are His, Amen.

Cheers to lighter years ahead.

If at the end of the day all you have is God, then you have more than enough.

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