If I could ask for just one thing, it would be that I be present for my woman’s surgery 😭😭😭😭😭. It’s very sad and depressing but we remain stronger for each other because the moment any one of us feels weak and unable to support the other, it wouldn’t be healthy for our relationship because now is the time when we need each other the most. We refuse Devil entry into our life because our life belongs to God.
I went into the news site, opened it up, and the first headline there was, over 15 million Nigerians are jobless.
I ask myself, if over 15 million are jobless, how many are with jobs? What are the government doing? Why are we suffering and smiling? When are we ever going to Enjoy and smile at the same time? The government don’t seem to care what we the masses are going through, all they care about is their own Pocket, they don’t care if everyone else suffers and dies. When will all this stop?
We can’t even protest because even those that tried to, are behind bars or injected to death because they see them as threat. Sowore who protested is still behind bars for months now, and this same man ran for President in the last election but lost. When is the Nigerian government ever going to respect it’s citizens? They take all our rights away and we can’t even do anything.
If Nigerian government can say 15 million are jobless, that means over 40million are jobless because Nigerian government are known for lies and cover-ups, they’d never give you the right figure.
When Good luck Jonathan Was president, Nigerians could afford 3square meals a day because food was cheaper and affordable to everyone, President Buari came into power and made our lives a living hell, we can barely afford 1square meal because food is super expensiveand a lot of Nigerians have resulted to suicide because they feel nothing is left for them. Our President is driving the masses to suicide. How do we stop this government?How do we correct the wrongs?
Unless we Nigerians can all unite and fight this corruption, Corrupt politicians alongside President Buari and his entire Cabinet will continue to have their way.
Sometimes, we worry and worry forgetting that Jesus has always fought our every battle, we need to quit worrying and just believe it is well because truly truly, it is welland I pray that the Lord Almighty will fight for us and we shall hold our peace and he shall take the wheel because we can’t do it, it’s his fight not ours.
Well, let me start first by saying this is a very interesting story, but not the most desirable start to any relationship. But, for us it worked out; I am so glad it did! Austin is the love of my life, he is my world, my love, my everything, and second in my life to the Great I Am and Lord and Savior. The easiest start to this story is the most painful part for me. However, I hope by telling my story I might help other women, whom have either experienced this already, move on, or whom have never experienced this learn a few things, to assist them in gauging their current or future relationship, whether local or international. But, those lessons will come in a different post, but for now I want to focus on, “How Did Austin & I Meet.”
Ok, so here it goes…
In 2011, I actually met another Nigerian man from the Yoruba Tribe, and in 2012 we met and married. The main reason I married him was, because he told me that in order for us to be together we had to marry and then file for a, “Spousal Visa.” If only I had know then what I now know. What I did not know at the time was that, my now ex-husband, had been lying to me about many things from the very beginning of our relationship, because his primary target was me, as a means to obtain a Greencard to come permanently to America. I, also had no idea of the violent and narcissistic behavior, he had within his darkened soul and hardened heart.
In March 2015 he arrived in the U.S. and by June 2015, he had left me. I tried for months to get him to return home, to no avail. He had stopped almost all communication with me and rarely responded to my emails, after cutting me from all other communication methods. He refused to disclose his location and I was beginning to give up. I had no intentions or plans to meet anyone else, especially not another Nigerian, but God had other plans for me. As I watched my current marriage continue to crumble, I got more involved in a religious Facebook Group I had remained in from my single years through my married years, because I really liked the Christian content and people I met, including Austin, I just had no idea what Austin would come to mean for me in my life.
We began as acquaintances who would comment on one another’s postings occasionally, to then becoming friends on Facebook, next we became close friends outside of Facebook, and then finally falling in love with each other, all while I was still married, but separated for one year. My ex-husband had made no efforts to move toward reconciling our relationship, in fact it seemed that my ex-husband, was moving further from me rather than closer. So there was Austin, he sent me a Facebook friend request and I sat there for 3 days looking at the request, praying to God about it, and checking his profile a lot more thoroughly. I thought well, what could it hurt to have one more friend on my list. I never anticipated he would actually message me.
“Will you marry me.”
“Of course, I will, my love.”
Well, he did message me, the very next day! I saw his message and something urged me to reply him and we have been inseparable ever since. We met on March 2, 2016 and on November 9, 2016 I flew to Nigeria and spent a month with him and met his entire family. It was quite a difference from my visit with my ex-husband. Upon returning to the U.S., I was able to finalize my divorce by October 9, 2017, the day before, I was once again, released from the hospital, still very ill. But, I was present in court, barely hanging on, yet my rx did not appear, however. But, on October 10, 2017 Austin surprised me with a video call and he proposed to me. There he was holding a piece of cardboard with the words, “Will you marry me.” He was all dressed up and waited patiently for me to read the sign. My answer, “Of course, I will, my love.” I have always dreamed a man would decide when he wanted to ask for my hand in marriage without any urgency from me and that he would find some creative way to do so. I knew that when a man came along willing to do all those things for me, he would be the one! It finally happened, with Austin…
The rest is history and our journey truly began that day, because now engaged we could begin the filing process for a K-1 Fiancé Visa. Now it is June 2019 and we are still fighting with immigration to be together. I trust God and I know that soon we shall be together, in His timing, in His way.