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An Ode to Men


                                                  


I love Men, yep you read right, however, lately the guys have been getting the short end of the stick. While sometimes this happens for balance, we sometimes punish them very unfairly. It's unfair because some men now are more for equality that even the women I mean if it means they can enjoy a free ride why the heck not? but that's not what this is about. This post is to remind us why we still love them.

Just a short ride down memory lane: Some of my earliest memories as a child are of my eldest brother; how he used to go to the room and hide with me when the cartoon "animal crackers" came on. Nothing scared me like animal crackers and while he wasn't scared of animal crackers, he just knew I was afraid so he will take me to the room to hide while he watched the door to make sure that no monsters (ojuju, for the people born in my day in calabar)  followed us into the room. I have another memory of my youngest brother fighting some bullies for  his older brother who is also younger than me. I have the best memory of another darling older brother of mine playing small business start up with us. We had a fashion and entertainment company called "NWOKOJAY" that's my sister, him, and I and he was our champion and manager as well as our designer (slave master more like) but those are a few of the best memories I have from growing up. Yes, I have a million brothers and only 1 sister just in case you were wondering. I remember my immediate younger brother being such a pain and I used to tell my mother how much I hated him, but whenever I have a problem that's the one person (besides the husband of course) I can call, I call him my assistant husband. My sister and I were so protected we would have to sneak out sometimes to go anywhere. Although the brothers never agreed with it  they had our backs like homies usually do, never ratted us out to my parents, sometimes taking us out. I remember once when my youngest brother took a beating because he refused to snitch even with threats of Hell fire (ride or die forever bro! There is a possibility he will see this and still say he knows nothing about it).

Don't get me started on my father. The first love of my life. How he would reduce the frequency of my mother beating me or how he made sure we didn't have to hustle by being and providing everything for us. I love my mother, she is my best friend but my daddy is my first Love. How he won't let any of my brothers beat me (even when i deserved it) if not he will take them down, or how heartbroken I was the first day he gave me the beating of my life. It was more painful than all my mother's trashing put together just cause it was him. But that man loves me to distraction.  How about all the male friends I have picked up and even the ex boyfriends, the good the bad and even the ugly and I-wish-I-never-met-your-arse' , the ones who will call you aside and tell you how weird your powder is, or who will remember to  hit you up only when they need something (side eye).



How about the husbands the way they love you so much they go out and strive all day so that they give you everything you want. They work so that you can kick back and do the stuff you love. They come home from a busy day and still microwave their own food even when their Dads told them it's not their job. How they lie to you so they don't hurt your feelings because they feel it's what you want to hear. How clueless they are so that you have to be voltron for them even when you can't tell them. How you have to decode all the shade that your people throw at you both because he won't even get it, how they try to answer questions on your behalf (no not cool at all) or try to make friends for you all from a good place (but please stop).

What about the way it feels when a man you want truly and really commits to you. How you feel like the sun suddenly revolves around you because you have become the bases for all decisions, this human being then surrenders his power to you knowingly and he is strong enough not to mind and only a true love will know how to handle that power.

With all their flaws, I have been privileged in my short stay on this planet to be surrounded by some sound and solid men. Men that give you a standard on what it is you need to be looking out for.
So this is an ode to all the men in celebration of a late father's day the Kimi-Shy Way.

Dear men, I love and celebrate you always because it takes a strong and truly sound man to provide for a truly strong and sound woman.


xo.

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