Excuse Me @ 25

“Hey, little girl, you will grow up, you will figure out your career, you will find someone who loves you and you will grow up to become an adorable woman.”

These were lines that sings solo in my mind and little did I know how soon it will all be.

The cock crow at 3am woke me up, my eyes open wide as clear as the morning bright. I took up my phone to read my morning devotion, as I proceeded, my phone bleeped with a message from my bank wishing me a Happy Birthday.

A warm birthday wish that got me laughing that early morning came from my Darling Twin Brother whom I shared an amazing life with.
I took to praising God for yet another day, praying my way into the day.

When I was 10, I had looked forward to my twelfth and when I blew the candle, my anxiety lingers for sixteen- I desired for a big bust, curved hips, and I utmostly wanted a leveled up height.
Sweet sixteen for me wasn't as I expected, I was more like twelve in physique. My secondary growth took a whole like an eternity to develop but I got an IQ faster than my age.

     At seventeen I searched for my confidence, was almost loosing it. Why? My girlfriends were growing up with sharing the girlhood experience of first menstral cycle, first crush and many other of its attachments. I had none of any... I had lied about seeing the red fluid too- you never wanna be left behind among peer groups anyways.
   Hold on babe hope is on the way was what I held on to. I never told anyone I was suffering from a chronic anxiety.

So, just before my next birthday, the changes I had waited patiently for like the African proverbial Dog came, but, with the most painful pleasure I could bear.

I got my euphoric taste as I wore confidence with intelligent, coupled with grace like the beautiful multicolored feathers of a peacock. 

Thumbs to girlhood experience of scouts and guilds or the chase and losers.
Holla to the Boys who made us discovered ourselves at our delicate Teen.

I struck 18, and that was it!- Old enough for responsibilities. Graduated from high school - Hippie- yippie, had one of the best moment of my life back there especially with falling in what seems like the four letter words used by a million people around the world.
The best encounter I ever could wish for came through for me with the supernatural touch that glitters through my life. I could lay account to that story from a soul The Heavenly Father used whom I had a special zings for since forever.

Man proposes, God disposes and this summarized all event that took its many dramatic effect in my early twenties. 

I never hit my target as I had planned or let's say as I had imagined or better put as, the life I had fantasized about-Get a degree, get married, have kids, own a house with a porch car and rule my world with God at the center fold with the same soul I had a special zing for who never never considered me as a girlfriend for one hour.
Pretty girls often fall head over heel in love with unrequited love.

Life kicks my butt so hard, I tumble and stumble that the devil's dog took the children's meat many times and hurried to the bush.

All thanks to the creator who wrestle with the Lion to retrieve the lamb from its hungry jaws.

What life taught me in my twenties remains what I see as catching the silk scarf floating in an angry whirlwind- Oops! And that seems impossible. Alas! It was possible.

I scape through academic challenges, accomplishments pressure, peer expectations, sexual abuse, emotional spasm, life expectation problems, Relationship dramas, health issues, agony and pain, and most painful of all was the death that broke my Camel's back taking away the Ribs that suture my parts... 23years for me was the age I needed more of everything that I got less of many things.

15th of May 2018, I woke up with Grace, walked with gait and and I put on the smile that can make a slave earn freedom from his master.
For when God is at work in our lives he makes even an enemy be at peace with us.

    Excuse Me, the caterpillars cannot stop my butterfly from flapping its many colors and fly.
      Excuse Me I striked the milestone quarter of a century old and that is a whooping 2-5!
   Excuse Me I have built my base so far and the walls of my life am painting with my favorite colors.
     Excuse Me If turning 25 means getting older to anyone it mean to me am 25 years wiser and am closer to the life have been searching for.                      
Excuse Me, my learning continues, my experience hasn't stop and my exploration never ends.
  Excuse Me have grown up to be the best of my worst and am changing my life, adding touch to lives, bettering my world, doing what I love, working my career, making impacts towards better change.
Please Excuse Me, watch out for more of me because what the good lord has done, what he's doing and what he will do concerning me will be a code no one decrypt other than to only see.

Whoops! Turning 25 is a win win Situation.

Dedicated to my families, friends and fans within and abroad.

To my Twin Brother
Taye Oyindamola Akinterinwa(Cyril-Phil)
My loving Father
Rotimi Cyril Akinterinwa
My Loving Mother
Philomina Eweka (LT)
My Big Daddy
Dr Kennedy Eweka
And my close related families of the Ewekas.
Brothers and Sisters who looked up to me.

All my friends who sticks with me more than brothers.

And all who have supported morally, spiritually, physically, mentally, academically, emotionally and financially.

      The Good people I know
   To new people I will come across.

      

To Ademola Adeyemi (Demlom).
        To Prescott Oviawe.

              I love you all.