
So, when I heard she accepted me to come live with her...it was a whole lot of mixed feelings. Like, what if she don't like me, how do I not get into trouble with her, I don't know her dos and don'ts (being my first time of living outside of my parents) but there and then, I was willing to let God take the wheel. Then came the night that I arrived in the country, as the bush girl that I am, I couldn't eat much of what was given on the plane so I was pretty hungry. And immediately, she saw me, her first question to me was (where you able to eat what they served on the plane) Oh em!! Gee!!! My heart was filled with gladness as we got home and she had made a pot of delicious fried rice. And I ate till my joy was filled.

So on the 8th day of my gratitude, I want to thank God for pastor Mrs Lolade Siju, my second mother, my aunty, my friend, my prayer intercessor, my advisor, my confidant, my chastiser, my reality check. I thank God for the day that I met you, I am grateful for the years I spent with you, I am grateful for the experience that I gathered from you, I am grateful for your impact in my life and my family. I am grateful because you have helped me developed a better relationship with everyone around me. I am grateful because of you, I am the young woman I am today. And all I can do is thank God for your life, and your family. I pray that the good works of the Lord in your life will never end. You will live to reap the fruit of your labor. Thank you Mother for loving me like you do. You are the absolute best.
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