The lord has been good!
2025, just like every other year, is a year that came with it's ups and downs but in all, we give God the glory.
Just yesterday, we were ushering in the year 2025 with fireworks, loud cheers, and the hopeful declarations of New Year resolutions. Here we are, with the year fast approaching its end carrying with it mixture of joy and sorrow, wins and losses, moments of triumph and moments of pain.
Realistically speaking, I think it's the ups and downs that makes the world a fun place to be, all we pray for is just that the downs never surpass the ups.
My year started amazingly well with me securing a placement for my Housemanship programme, which is a one year programme I will do before I earn my permanent license to practice medicine at any length in my country (not like I'm not practicing currently, but it's under supervision)
The programme has been going well, even though it started with lots of challenges because of the change in environment and the difficulty with adapting to the environmental changes, food variations, language differences and cultural variations too but it's amazing how I've adapted so well.
Every patient I encountered, every prescription I signed, every procedure I assisted in reminded me that I had finally started the real deal, the professional practice and that the night candles indeed were worth it in the end.
On the other hand, I think the worst things that have happened to me will be losing the two men that just like the furnace forges the sword, forged me into who I am today, my secondary school principals to the cold hands of death.
As a boarding student, these were the men that stood as fathers and mothers to us all, guiding us through the path of success and reality that the world is a tough place to be in. Their voices of them correcting, guiding and motivating us towards excellence still echo in my mind.
I am personally pained because I never appreciated them in a bigger capacity like I've always dreamed to.
Indeed, gratitude isn't something that should wait but something that should be done in anyway you can afford because in the end, they will never know I held them in high esteem because I never told them😭
I'm filled with tears even as I write this post and wish they could just take back the hands of clock a bit so I can just get to them and say, Thank You Rev. Fr. John Igwebueze and Rev. Fr. John Chikani for all you did even if I don't have a physical gift but I guess it's an impossible request to make now.
Retrospectively ticking my new year Resolution boxes, I did my achieve everything I planned for but I did make significant progress and I think that's all that matters, once you keep progressing in the right direction, then it's okay.
My major resolution was starting my Housemanship programme and thankfully, I accomplished that.
My life is currently being dictated by this singular decision because it's a full-blown employment that takes your whole time sparing you just time to sleep whenever you are less busy but all in all, I thing what matters the most of that I'm progressing, resolutions were never about perfection anyway.
In summary, 2025 has been a year of mixed feelings. Starting my Housemanship programme filled me with joy whereas losing my principals I was postponing to go see and appreciate them for all they did reminded me that indeed, life is just a fickle game, one time someone is full of flesh, the next moment, the person can't even blink an eye.
Their death was painful to me, but what hurts even more is knowing I will carry my gratitude to them for the rest of my life, unspoken. I guess, we're only but Humans anyway.
ALL PICTURES ARE MINE
Thanks for reading and have a nice day ahead 👍