Hope!
I thought I’d kick off by telling you a little bit about myself. I’ll start by introducing my family. There’s my hubby (Femi), who’s a Pastor, and our two lovely daughters - Dara and Dami. And we recently acquired two dogs - Archie the family dog, and Meeko who actually belongs to Dara (she’s in Law School out of state and has her own apartment).
And now a little bit about me. First off, I’m a sop about all things family. I grew up as child number four out of five kids, in a loud, mildly rambunctious home.
I love Gospel music. And mass choirs. I believe I sing in my sleep.
And I love Indiana Jones movies. Yep! I do. Funny, but oh so true. As a kid I watched them over and over and over again. One of my favorite childhood memories is being curled up in my parent’s bedroom on Sunday nights, with my entire family, watching Raiders of the lost Ark.
As an adult, I often prance through the memories of my close to idyllic childhood, and marvel at how much those days have prepared me for the challenges of the present day. And sometimes I wonder why I loved those movies so much. This past year, it finally hit me - I loved those movies because they jive with my vibe. And they are such a great metaphor for real life.
Okay now that sounds a little crazy, so let me explain
First, because I’m a dreamer. And love adventure. And a good laugh. Those Indiana Jones movies appeal to my sense of adventure; the playful, child-like bits of me. The kid that doesn’t really want to grow up. ‘Cause ‘adulting’ can be hard. And painful. And challenging. And taxing. Life can be too much. Too soon. Too tough. This past year 2020 was a prime example. So much loss. So much pain. But also so much gain.
So, like the movies, I have decided to take on life as the great adventure. To see each knee-buckling problem as just another challenge. In the Indie Jones movies, every disaster had a happy ending, every stone wall had a secret panel that all you had to do was push it, and the stone wall would slide open. You just had to find it first!
I’m an eternal optimistic. The glass is not only always half-full, I constantly daydream of the days when it’ll be brimming over.