Dennis Patriot T³🇳🇬™

I can show you the world A little thought about Abuja. We were looking at this landscape, and my daughter remarked that it reminded her of the mountains in Oman. It was an interesting observation, and it got me thinking. There is so much natural beauty and depth to this landscape that I cannot help wondering what we could do with it. My husband and I started exploring the idea of what it might look like if we introduced an artificial lake, carefully designed around the natural contours of the land, with waterfront lodges, mountain-facing villas, restaurants and leisure facilities. Imagine having a destination where people could escape the heat, spend a few days by the water, enjoy the landscape and experience a different side of Abuja. We could take inspiration from the mountain retreats of Oman and the waterfront hospitality developments of Dubai, while creating something distinctly Abuja. Waterfront accommodation, shaded terraces, wellness retreats, water activities and beautiful evening experiences. Why should we always look elsewhere for these experiences when we have landscapes with so much potential at home? Of course, the idea would need proper environmental, engineering and water sustainability assessments. However, I cannot help thinking that there is an opportunity here to create something quite special. Sometimes, all it takes is looking at familiar landscapes through a different lens. Perhaps Abuja has a mountain and waterfront tourism destination waiting to happen. An observation from my daughter. An idea sparked in conversation with my husband. And now, my imagination is running. Eme that wishes she had billions to execute her dreams

Dear Digital Diary We forget. We forget the nights when sleep would not come. We forget the mornings when getting out of bed was an achievement. We forget the hospital corridors, the investigations, the uncertainty, the medications, the pain and the quiet terror of not knowing what comes next. We forget how many times we wondered whether our bodies would cooperate with our ambitions. We forget the version of ourselves who was trying to make it to tomorrow. That now, on this one day, there is only just some pain. A little inconvenience. A day when we can think about essays, work, family, shopping, plans and all the ordinary chaos of being alive. How soon we forget. Perhaps we should. Not the lessons. Not the gratitude. Not the magnitude of what we survived. Just the fear. Dear Digital Diary, I think I owe myself a moment of recognition. I have spent so much time trying to be brilliant, productive, useful, capable and everything in between. Perhaps today I should simply acknowledge that I am still here. Not untouched. Not unscarred. Not invincible.Nor without pain. Just still here. Still thinking, still dreaming, still creating trouble and still becoming. And that, dear self, is no small thing. Eme, the little miss witch of continuous chaos in the year before 50, despite it all

Dear Digital Diary, ❤️ This is Eme reminiscing in this the year before 50. Ehen 😂❤️ I saw a throwback picture from 2016 and decided to go looking for some of mine. What a trip down memory lane. 🥹😂 2016 was a great year. Or was it the year? 😂❤️ It was the year I finally got my MBA after putting my education, and my admission to Cranfield to study for an MSc in Finance, on the back burner to become a Mrs, and then a dedicated, available mother for nine years. I had done my time in the school of marriage and motherhood, and I was finally getting back to another part of myself. ❤️ Ten years later, I am working towards my Doctorate. It is Five years behind schedule, but we move. 😂 Life happened. Grief happened. At some point, grief shut me down in ways I could never have imagined. One thing life has taught me is that sometimes, finding your way back to yourself while everything around you is falling apart is an achievement in its own right. Not every win comes with a certificate, a graduation gown or applause. Sometimes, the win is simply that you are still here, trying again. ❤️ Kai, i can't believe these pictures are a whole decade ago. Where has the time gone, please? 😭😂 This baby girl was living her life, looking cute and minding her business, completely unaware that one day she would be looking back at these pictures and wondering how the entire decade managed to disappear like NEPA light. 😂😭 Honestly, life was sweet. It was a whole vibe.💕 My days were filled with reading, attending school functions, going to evening parties with Daddy Kamil and Amira, and writing my own little life story as though my life depended on it. 😂 I was raising my babies, chasing my education, showing up for life and enjoying my little corner of the world. No elaborate five-year plan. No grand strategy for the next decade. Just me, doing my thing and figuring it out as I went along. Looking back, there have been beautiful moments, difficult seasons, grief, detours and lessons I certainly did not register for. Some things took longer than expected. Some things changed me completely. Some dreams had to wait while I gathered myself. I may not be exactly where I imagined I would be by now, but I am still here. Still learning. Still growing. Still chasing that DBA. Still finding little pockets of joy in between the drama. And, above all, still grateful. ❤️ Perhaps that is what growing up really looks like. I now look at the girl i used to be with forgiveness, affection, acknowledge the woman I have become, and give myself a little grace for all the things life threw at me along the way. Ten years gone. Plenty of stories and lessons yet Still a work in progress. Anyway, let me go and mind my business before I start another emotional episode. I have a life to live and several levels of chaos to supervise. 😂😂 the future is completely mine to conquer. Until my next episode of unnecessary contemplation, I remain your favourite little troublemaker, Eme, the Little Miss Witch of Some Boring Chaos. 🧙🏽‍♀️❤️✨

My view from inside life. I remember when my father made us build ships from models. Those were the good old days of learning through creativity.🙈