Ized… | Growth | Data | Magic

Day 1: Late comer. I have always been late. And sadly, not fashionably so. I didn’t grow breasts nor start my period till I was in my first year at the university. In fact, emptying my bag first day in year one- Wande Olumekun (now Awojobi) my friend helping me arrange my locker, asked me if I forgot to buy some. The pads I mean, not the breast. 😁 I didn’t forget, I just didn’t need them. But I needed the breasts and they blossomed 2nd semester, 😁 now, my boobs are way past Double Ds. Way past! My mum used to always tell stories of how as a baby, I didn’t walk on time, or talk on time. I also didn’t start reading on time until I discovered that you can time travel & get lost in books. Pure Magic! There a lot of things that I didn’t get to on time. A lot! The most obvious (not certain by whose calendar though), is that I didn’t get married on time, although in retrospect, I firmly believe no one should get married before 33. (Another story, another time.) I was 40 give or take some months 😊 when I got married, but I married someone that is really into me, ridiculously so, that I still get heart giggles thinking about it. 🥰 and it makes up for all the “lateness.” So, first of all, introduction, I am a 40+ recently married perpetual late comer woman, who still can’t drive a car or swim. Building a business from scratch. (Again!) this time in a new country. And now that we have established where I am, these stories will make a lot more sense to you. You see I decided to tell my “why stories” in a series called “Lived forwards, understood backwards” as proof that every decision, every lesson, every action we take has a ripple effect, that impacts on our lives somehow in the future. When I was 17, I asked my mum to teach me how to drive, she said I should wait for my husband, her own husband taught her how to drive. So I waited. Been waiting Dike 🌚 When I was 8, my cousin Aidelomo referred to someone as “that Idiot that can’t play chess” & although I quickly correct myself, my 40+ year old brain still defines idiots as people that can’t play chess. (I am so sorry non-chess players 🙈). When I was 4/5, my Dad said “if a fly is buzzing in your ear, it’s asking you to marry it, shout No.” 40+ year old me still shouts “NO!! I will not marry you!!!” in a crowd. Sigh. 😞 It’s majorly embarrassing. But it’s reflex. Who wants to marry a fly???? Not me! Now you see, right? How, given my age & my family, these stories are plenty. It’s Day 1, the stories are going to come. When they come. If they come. No patterns. Just randomness. That’s me. Random. And my stories. Random. See you soon with day 2. Hopefully.