Let’s just go ahead and shout it for the ones in the back—THUNDER FIRE SINGLENESS!
Yes o! The days of overthinking, overcompensating, and over-waiting are looking like a wrap, because your girl is in her soft girl era and this is your official introduction to our new bobo — Mr. Bee.
Mr. Bee and I are gearing up for a weekend away, and the excitement brewing in my belly could light up a city. This man! He sends me a simple message:
“Pack a swimsuit, something casual, something to sleep in, and something fancy.”
If only he knew that this bush Urhobo girl sets the tatas free when it’s bedtime. No bras. No drama. Just vibes. But we move!
Honestly, it’s the thrill for me, the teenage butterflies, the giddy “what do I wear” moments, and the freedom to just be. No pretenses. No shrinking myself. No wondering if I’m doing too much.
He looks at me like I hung the moon, and when he says he’s smitten, I know he means it. You can tell. It’s in his eyes, his tone, his every gesture.
I don’t know what tomorrow holds, but today, I’m loving every minute of this new journey.
I’m not looking over my shoulder anymore. I’m not trying to be “good enough.” I am enough. For me. For him. For this moment.
May this love bloom, not just for the two of us, but for our children, for our homes, and for the future we’re dreaming up quietly in stolen glances and soft laughs.
Here’s to soft landings, to unexpected sweetness, to weekend getaways with a man who sees me.
Here’s to Mr. Bee.
And here’s to this Urhobo girl… finally choosing herself and getting chosen too.
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