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  • by Chinazo Dike (NEEYARH)
    Dear Reader,As I got ready for the day this morning, I found myself thinking about a conversation I had with my husband last night.I realised that whenever I am uncertain about a decision, I often find myself talking it through with him. Not necessarily because I expect him to tell me what to do, but because sometimes I need another pair of eyes to look at […]
  • by Chinazo Dike (NEEYARH)
    Today, I was on a call with a family friend whose family is about to bury their mum. The discussion revealed how unreasonable the mum’s family were being, and it reminded me of my own experience. It’s strange how grief – something that should soften people – can instead sharpen old tensions and expose behaviours that feel both personal and historical. Listening to them, I […]
  • by Chinazo Dike (NEEYARH)
    Dear Reader,Yesterday at Mass, I saw a man carrying a newborn.I don’t know anything about that baby. I don’t know the name, the story, the family, or whether this was their first child or their fourth. I don’t know what the parents have prayed for, worried about, or imagined for this little person whose entire world, for now, probably consists of familiar voices, warm arms and […]
  • by Chinazo Dike (NEEYARH)
    Dear Reader,Recently, my husband and I were having one of our usual reflective conversations. You know the kind – the ones that begin with something simple and somehow end up uncovering things you had never stopped to think about.On this particular day, we found ourselves talking about birth positions and the role they might play in our relationships, especially romantic ones.It started casually, almost playfully. “You’re the […]
  • by Chinazo Dike (NEEYARH)
    The weight of a Father’s shadowDear Reader,Photo credit: PinterestYesterday, after Mass, I noticed a father walking slightly ahead of his child. The child was small – at that tender age where steps are enthusiastic but unsure, where confidence exists in bursts and then wobbles. The father was not holding his hand, and he was not hovering anxiously either. He simply walked close enough. Close enough to […]
  • by Chinazo Dike (NEEYARH)
    Travel light this weekDear Reader,As a new week begins, I find myself thinking about how much we carry that has nothing to do with where we are going.We step into Mondays loaded – with conversations that didn’t end well, expectations we didn’t meet, guilt over what we should have done better, and anxieties about what might go wrong. By the time the week truly begins, we are […]
  • by Chinazo Dike (NEEYARH)
    Photo credit: PinterestDear Reader,Literally, what do you do when you feel stuck? I need to hear your suggestions because that feeling is truly frustrating.I feel that way right now. And even though I can count many things I have achieved, or am still achieving, I still feel like something is missing. Like I am not doing enough. Like I should be somewhere else, not here […]
  • by Chinazo Dike (NEEYARH)
    Photo credit: Intrepid website (this is not an advert for Intrepid)Dear Reader,This morning, I saw an image that stayed with me longer than I expected. A group of people walking together, mid-laughter, mid-step. No visible urgency. Just movement, lightness, presence. The words beside it read: Go where the joy takes you.And it made me pause.Not because it sounded revolutionary, but because it felt quietly radical in a […]
  • by Chinazo Dike (NEEYARH)
    Photo credit: PinterestDear Reader,I’ve been quiet.Not in a dramatic way – just… quieter than usual.This time of year can do that. It gets crowded.Plans, emotions, unfinished lists, expectations – all asking for space at once.If you’ve been feeling the same, you’re not alone.December looks shiny from the outside, but sometimes it feels heavy from the inside.Not bad. Not tragic. Just… a lot.So this year, instead of “finishing strong,” I’m trying something else:Finishing […]
  • by Chinazo Dike (NEEYARH)
    Image from PinterestDear Reader,We had just finished a lovely dinner at a friend’s house, and as a good guest, I offered to help with the dishes. Everything was going smoothly. Plates done, pots rinsed. I was wiping my hands, already halfway out of the kitchen in my mind, ready to rejoin the laughter in the lounge.Then it happened.Crack.The glass didn’t shatter dramatically. No loud crash. No […]