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We met in 2015 through a mutual friend, a meeting that seemed ordinary at the time. However, destiny has a way of wrapping miracles in simplicity. I remember the first time he made me laugh; it wasn’t just a joke, it was a balm to my soul. His sense of humour and calm spirit gave me peace in a chaotic world. I knew then that something was beginning.

For him, it was my strength, my mind, and the way I carried myself that fascinated him. We were two hearts from different states (I am from Ogun, he is from Delta), yet something bigger pulled us close.

When we started dating in July 2015, everything changed. Love bloomed in our little gestures, in our quiet, steady rhythm. He spoke about marriage early, not as a distant dream but as a plan, a promise. It scared me in the best way because I could see my future in his words.
But our love, though beautiful, was not without its tests. Our cultures clashed at times—different traditions, different expectations—but never different intentions. We learned to dance to each other’s rhythms and to speak each other’s love language, and in those lessons, we grew.

We celebrated our traditional wedding on May 22, 2021—a day that felt like a colourful poem written in joy. Then came our legal union on August 24, 2022, where we sealed our love not just in law but in unwavering commitment. Every chapter since has been filled with laughter, growth, and a bond that refuses to break. Our love knows no boundaries; it has crossed lines of culture, time, and trials.

And today, it shines even brighter in the eyes of our two beautiful sons—our living proof that love creates, nurtures, and multiplies. We have cried, danced, disagreed, prayed, and held hands through it all. And if I had to do it all over again, I would find him in every lifetime because he is not just the man I married—he is the one who makes my heart feel like home.