12/10/2025
There comes a point where excuses start to feel like chains...
I remember one night, I overheard my 7-year-old son say, “This is not our house.”
He said it casually, as kids do. But it hit me like a brick.
Because he was right.
We had lived there for 4 years. Paid rent. Painted the walls. Fixed the plumbing. Made memories.
But it still wasn’t ours.
And every year, that rent renewal was a reminder that I didn’t own a single square foot on this earth.
As a man, that stings.
So I made a quiet vow: I’ll own land before my son turns 10.
I started hunting for something real. Not hype. Not bush. Not a scam.
Then I found Mercy Court Estate.
Igueze Community very Peaceful. Documented. Growing.
Five minutes from Deeper Life Campground. Ten from Oluku. Twenty from UNIBEN.
1 million naira. 50 x 100 feet.
I signed the documents with pride.
Because one day, when my son says, “This is our house,” I want to know he’s right.