Everyman has a home and the beauty of it is to come back and meet it in one piece. Home is a safe heaven and seeing a roof over ones head is enough blessing.
My home is a blessing. I grew up as a child of grace knowing God is a big deal and ability to fear the goodness of God goes along way to speak about my personality as an individual. God is good and when you see what he has done in your life and the lives of others around you, you will marvel and praise his name everyday of your life.
My story of safety started when I was about going to see dad. I was hit by a friend and this gave me a deep scar on my face and I know I need to carry this badge and explain to as many people as possible about what has happened to my face. Currently dad is late but trying to look pass the days when he was present I really enjoyed his company and all he has thought me to become a better person. After his death I got to understand that he was a man of ultimate values and responsibilities. From a Nigeria point of view "e no easy to be a man". This phrase has made me strong and to value what's inside of my self as a child with too many wisdom and my abilities only need to be tapped in other to have enough space to vent my feelings and my intellect to the world to see. After classes I went for break and realized all my friends were not willing to speak out what they had passed through in the hands of their fathers. This was contrary to how I was raised and realized as a child we all have feelings and thoughts and our thinking processes goes a long way to show we are all humans roaming the world with our various smiles and hurt. My friends ones told me how their dad doesn't give them food stuffs and provisions to take to school. At first on hearing this I thought to myself how careless some parents could be about the lives of their kids knowing that this could lead them to steal from their friends which I am no exception to this. I felt like crying on hearing this things from my three best friends who were so much enthusiastic about the future and what it brings but since there dads were acting strange they were of the opinion to surprise their parents by being great.
Any man who grew up in my type of setting will have to understand that parents come first in everything we do. Being our role models and those who made us learn numbers and languages from childhood before schools and classes came into the picture. Excited to learn a new language as a child was a big deal and learning to seat, crawl and move our legs as a child is one feeling I have grown to understand why valuing one's parents is a special thing.
My parents thought me why safety first is the most important thing in the life of any child. I was taught to protect my siblings being the first child. Raising them as though my dad was not alive. This doesn't mean I was fully responsible for their upkeep and welfare but acting as a protector when dad was not there. Being the first child in a traditional African setting means huge responsibility has been placed on your shoulder and you must be ready to take up the job at all cost. Dad trusted me with his children he often said "what if I am no more what will you do differently"? I thought to myself how I am not lazy and how I will be able to match up alot of kids especially my peer groups and seniors in the Real world despite not knowing what the future holds. I have been an optimistic child and I preach it in any where I find myself most especially around those who have more time and experience than me.
My second box of safety first started when I was told to use the first aid box. This was new to me but I was proud of the way I handled it when called upon to practicalize what I've learnt on a dying child who had a cut on his leg and blood was gushing out profusely. I immediately ran to my nearest first aid box to help save the boys life. Now I am proud of myself to have saved this boys life as he is grown now to become a professional doctor who always values people's life before his.
My level of experience is second to non and I'm confident in my skills and what I can do. My world has been peaceful and has all the goodies of a better life in it. Being a muslim in Nigeria you are taught about how to fear your maker, Allah. When ever I am tempted I think about Allah and his blessings and punishment in the year after and with just this feeling I remember all of his mercies in my life.
The story is about a young man who was forsaken by his country, state and tradition African setting. The elders failed him and his culture hasn't done enough to support his dreams. He has travelled but no sense of fulfillment and passion in what he does so he resulted to taking drugs and sleeping with women as an escape route for his predicament. He never found who to marry as marriage was only a fiery tale as those who came around him only needed the little capital he had and not his personality.
For ten years, Daniela showered her ex-husband with unwavering devotion, only to discover she was just his biggest joke. Feeling humiliated yet determined, she finally divorced him. Three months later, Daniela returned in grand style. She was now the hidden CEO of a leading brand, a sought-after designer, and a wealthy mining mogul—her success unveiled at her triumphant comeback. Her ex-husband’s entire family rushed over, desperate to beg for forgiveness and plead for another chance. Yet Daniela, now cherished by the famed Mr. Phillips, regarded them with icy disdain. "I’m out of your league."
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
22-year-old Evelyn Carter is attempting to start over in California while avoiding her past. She will be embarking on a new career path as a private school teacher. She is smart, attractive, and doesn't put up with nonsense. Who wouldn't notice her? However, what happens when she attracts the attention of someone unwilling to let her go? Who wants her and nothing else after falling in love at first sight? A 25-year-old billionaire CEO and single father, Lucian Carrington. He takes what he wants and he is also a very dangerous man. All it needed was one look at a stunning woman to realize she was HIS, even though he doesn't believe in relationships because they always end. Preview: Miss Carter, you will be mine. I say firmly. "Release my arm, Mr. Carrington, before I force you to." She says, seeming to smile at me. I give her a sly smile. Squeezing my wrist with her other hand, she twists it uncomfortably. I gave a painful hiss. "Don't underestimate me, Mr. Carrington." "This is the only time I will allow you to walk away from me, Miss Carter." She glared at me as she turned. "Mr. Carrington, I am no possession of yours." I was left standing there when she opened the classroom door and left.
My boyfriend called, "Baby!" as he jumped out of bed and scrambled to pull his pants off the ground. "Please, I can explain my love." Shutting my eyes, I inhaled deeply and tried not to cry when I realized that my dream of the man not being my boyfriend had been dashed. "What?" I asked, "What do you want to explain?" How did you lie about having a business meeting while you were in bed enjoying yourself with my best friend, even though I told you I was in serious pain, is that it?" I stood there, my heart pounding, and tears streaming down my face...
The day Lilah found out that she was pregnant, she caught her fiancé cheating on her. Her remorseless fiancé and his mistress almost killed her. Lilah fled for her dear life. When she returned to her hometown five years later, she happened to save a little boy's life. The boy's father turned out to be the world's richest man. Everything changed for Lilah from that moment. The man didn't let her experience any inconvenience. When her ex-fiancé bullied her, he crushed the scumbag's family and also rented out an entire island just to give Lilah a break from all the drama. He also taught Lilah's hateful father a lesson. He crushed all her enemies before she even asked. When Lilah's vile sister threw herself at him, he showed her a marriage certificate and said, "I'm happily married and my wife is much more beautiful than you are!" Lilah was shocked. "When did we ever get married? Last I checked, I was still single." With a wicked smile, he said, "Honey, we've been married for five years. Isn't it about time we had another child together?" Lilah's jaw dropped to the floor. What the hell was he talking about?
"I've warned you from the beginning. Don't marry him, but you won't listen." Darcy stood close to me and smiled with concern. "You're not a woman worthy of a man as handsome, rich, smart, and virile as Blaze." My whole body trembled at her words. "Have you no shame?" I asked. "Take a good look at yourself, Heather." She stared at me in the mirror. "You can't even glance at your ugly face. Do you think Blaze can endure a lifetime of gazing at that scar?" Heather Bailey got a surprise from her husband: a divorce agreement. After a year of marriage and facing ups and downs, she couldn't believe Blaze intended to divorce her. She was devastated when she saw him gazing lovingly at another woman. After signing the divorce papers, shockwaves caught her up. Her flower shop was burned to the ground. Her father's company collapsed, and her parents blamed her. She struggled to rebuild her life from the ground up and became more successful than ever. Having many customers from influential families, she started her revenge on Blaze. She won the very thing he wanted, but that was just the beginning.