22/10/2025
The first time I met my wife I could see the hand of her bra from the neck of her “it was white” t-shirt, to tell you how bad the round neck of the t-shirt has sagged. I was where I was taking my Heineken beer and I saw her calling to know where I was sitting exactly. It was our first ever meeting. Immediately I saw her, I wanted to deny her but she turned around while making the call and I saw she has yansh, I now said ok..since I have seen the cover let me try and see the content. (Just a joke)
She came to me, sat beside me and we introduced ourselves. She was just speaking too much English and that is where I told myself it can never be me and this one because any relationship that they speak too much English inside doesn’t last.
After speaking her English and talking too much, the day ended.
Second day, me that swore that it can never be me and this one called her again and we met. We talked again and she continued with her too much English and we talked again, the day ended.
Third day we saw again and did the normal talking again and the day ended again. From there, we stopped talking for like 2 weeks, but within that two weeks I felt I was missing something. I saw myself missing her. I wanted to look at her and hear her talk and speak her big English. 😁 The third week I called her and we met over that weekend. I decided to pay attention to her to really have a very meaningful conversation with her.
After that day, everything changed. I found out that I never payed attention to this lady and that was why I wasn’t wise enough (then) to detect the intelligence, value and beauty that graced my doorstep.
We met and talked for another two days and I really paid attention to this woman. I was talking with her and I was telling myself in my head “Ebuka you be fuuullll ooo..see beauty and brains with value, good character and yansh and you nearly lose am..Okpo!”
I went home that day and brought out my checklist on the kind of woman I wanted and she ticked all boxes remaining good cook. The next day I asked her to cook for us which she did. Omo…I chop finish and called my elder brother to borrow me money to pay bride prize that I have found a wife.
The next day I went to my family house to tell my Dad to get ready that we will be going to someone’s compound to pluck a beautiful flower. It didn’t happen the next day as it was a joke but it happened later and the rest is now history!!! 😁
To my beautiful yansh..sorry..my beautiful wife, my lover, my biggest supporter, the woman who always hold me tight so I won’t fall and even if I fall will always help me up, my best friend although our daughter is trying so hard to take that position, Mama Kaira, Chidimma, my backbone, my fsjshshdvdndbdjebdb, thanks for choosing me in this lifetime journey. I promise to continue doing this with you now and forever in peace, love and happiness, so help us God 🙏
But you are still owing me 3 rounds 😒
PLS TAKE THIS PART OF THE POST SERIOUS
To singles that are seriously searching, sometimes what you are looking for is close to you. You just have to look deeper or truly be able to recognize it when you see it. The problem might not really be what you are seeing but how you are looking. 🙏
Bugu
