Today, I woke up very depressed. I didn’t want to face the world with its disappointments, with my disappointments. It seemed everyone was moving but me.
Then I read the introduction in the book ‘Life-The American Journey of Barrack Obama’, and it said:
“Some lives are, no matter an observer’s political, philosophical or cultural orientation so in arguably and objectively fascinating that to gaze upon them- to see the twists and turns, the lucky breaks and hard knocks- is a riveting pleasure… Throughout these chapters there are, as this is life, the pictures, telling their own revealing and vibrant story…”
And in the next sentence, I wrote those words, inserting my name:
I will now copy and say:
“…Here, then, is ‘Joy Ezeka’– so far mine will be an extraordinary ‘Nigerian journey’… There will be future chapters…”
And has it been an extraordinary journey since June 30th, 2009? Mmmm….
It has…maybe not as extraordinary as I would like it to be- Moved to another country, got experience as an interior designer, bad relationship, then a good relationship who is now my husband! Lost my job, discovered a new career, started my own company, still live far away from my son- but- there are and will still be future amazing chapters and I’m looking forward reading them.