Another Year To Try Again

I have always lived my life in pursuit of the things I thought would make me happy-success, stability, and a sense of control. But after the sudden illness of my father, I'm confronted with the fragility of life and the realization that I've spent too much time avoiding the things that truly matter. As the year unfolds, I find myself grappling with the pain of loss, the weight of my responsibilities, and the silent yearning for connection that I've long suppressed.

I never imagined that the death of a loved one would change me so profoundly. In the aftermath of my father's passing, I am forced to confront the unresolved emotions I've been running from for years. The grief is allconsuming, but it brings clarity. It makes me see how I've distanced myself from people I care about, including Tunde, the man who has stood by me even when I was too afraid to open my heart. My heart aches with the understanding that love is not something to be feared, but something to be embraced, no matter the uncertainties. I know I've hurt people along the way, and yet, I am not sure how to fix the mess I've made. But I have come to realize that healing does not come from perfection-it comes from honesty and the courage to take risks. I begin to allow myself to feel again, to let others in, and to open up to the possibility of love and connection. With Tunde's unwavering support, I find myself taking the first tentative steps toward forgiveness-not just of those around me, but of myself.