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Slowing Down: A Lesson I Never Knew I Needed

I haven’t done this in a long while—writing from my heart. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always loved speed. Anyone who has ever driven with me or ridden in my car knows this. I love getting to my destination fast. I like getting things done quickly—my work, my cooking, even dressing up. Sometimes, I even apply speed when I kiss and… (lol, just joking).

But for most of my life, I never truly valued rest. I always thought slowing down was risky—that if I wasn’t moving fast, I was falling behind.

Look at me now. Life gave me no choice but to stop and rewalk my path, and surprisingly, it didn’t kill me. Instead, it gave me time to reflect. For the first time, I feel like a 25-year-old actually living, not just running.

I realized that a lot of my busyness wasn’t even for me—it was for others. And guess what? With or without me, life goes on. People survive, people enjoy, and the world doesn’t stop spinning.

I started thinking about the goals I had been chasing and the friendships I had been holding onto. And something hit me—not everything I was running after was as meaningful as I once thought. Some of the people I rarely spoke to were the ones checking up on me the most. Even when I could barely talk for more than ten seconds, they still called, just to hear my voice. They didn’t mind doing all the talking while I just listened. That alone meant so much.

On the other hand, the people I held closest, the ones I thought would show concern, barely checked in. Maybe that’s a reflection of how I’ve treated them too—who knows? Maybe, like me, they’ve been too busy to pause. Maybe they’ve been living the same way I used to—always rushing, always working, always too occupied to notice what truly matters.

Yesterday, I spent hours in the parlor watching Money Heist. I sat there glued to the screen, and honestly, it felt strange. It felt strange because, for the first time, I wasn’t working. I wasn’t running to the next thing. I was just… present. I don’t think I’ve ever done that before. I used to be so busy that even something as simple as watching TV felt like a luxury.

Through all this, my family had my back. They always have.

I can’t wait to get better. And when I do, I have to apply a new approach to life. If I can’t finish something in a day, I won’t stress over it. No more rushing through life—no more speed in eating, cooking, dressing, or even driving (well, maybe I’ll make an exception for driving, lol).

But beyond that, this is my time to do things differently. To choose friendships wisely. To understand that not everyone has to be my friend. This experience has taught me that speed is fun, but it’s not everything. We rush to achieve things before anyone else. We want friendships to form instantly. We put pressure on ourselves to do everything fast.

But why?

What’s the hurry?

I’m not choosing speed anymore. No more deadlines that take away my peace. No more pressure to meet expectations that don’t even matter. I’ll rest when I need to rest. If the world will end because I slowed down, then let it end. If a friend doesn’t have the patience to build something naturally, then let them go. Because no matter what you do, some people will never be satisfied.

Friendship isn’t about constantly asking, “What have you done for me so far?” That’s the wrong way to measure it—especially a new friendship. And if you must ask that question, ask yourself the same thing too: What have I done for this person?

Friendship should never feel like a transaction, where we compare who has given more. Everyone is different. People express love in their own ways—some through words, some through actions, some through presence, and others through gifts. If a friendship no longer serves you, it’s okay to walk away. But don’t ruin it by turning it into a competition of who has done more.

True friendships aren’t about keeping track. They’re about mutual respect and understanding.

Pray for friends who are bold enough to tell you when you’ve wronged them instead of discussing it with outsiders who don’t even understand your relationship. Pray for friends who appreciate the simple things—togetherness, understanding, and love—without making it a contest of who is more romantic or available.

Because over time, things change.

And unfortunately, some people lack the foresight to see that.

Burkina Faso's President, Ibrahim Traore, has declined an offer from Saudi Arabia to build 200 mosques in his country. Instead, Traore suggested that Saudi Arabia invest in schools, hospitals, or businesses that would create jobs for the people of Burkina Faso

Look at that lineup of Iowa farmers who showed up (during their busiest time of the year) to help a friend that was tossed by a 1200 lb. steer and has 7 fractures.

Since he can't harvest, his friends did it. They brought 8 combines and 10 semis - plus wagons and tractors. The local restaurant provided lunch and in a few hours, His harvest was complete so he can concentrate on healing. I LOVE these stories of community so much more than all the other junk going on in the world. Great job, There are still great people around us!

What are some of the most famous regrets ever?
A photo that absolutely haunts me is the photo below of Leni Riefenstahl, a famous movie director from Germany. Riefenstahl’s stylistic movie making skills had helped the Nazis make excellent propaganda for a few years, but Riefenstahl had been largely insulated from the brutality of their reign — she just made some nice films, attended red carpet events and dined with the high and mighty at their most charming. Everything changed in September 1939 when Germany invaded Poland and Riefenstahl decided to be a war correspondent… A German officer later relayed the story of the photo above. He said there was a group of Jewish Poles gathered in a square. Riefenstahl was shooting scenes and asked the soldiers to “remove the people from the square” so she could capture the square and the soldiers better… the officer to which Riefenstahl gave the command, relayed it to his men thus: “Riefenstahl says, get rid of the Jews!” And the soldiers nodded, aimed their rifles and opened fire on them. They gunned down the Jews in front of the frightened director…

The moment was captured on camera by an assistent. Leni Riefenstahl, on September 12, 1939, coming to terms with what the Nazis were really all about. She later tried to sanitize the events in her memoirs, in which she pretended she tried to intervene and was threatened with death after. Looking at the photo I don’t see brave intervention — just a woman, frozen in mortal terror as she is forced to watch the consequences of the propaganda she helped make.

Years ago, the universe whispered a secret as a child was born… A child destined for greatness, a child destined to change the world. That child is you.

Nigerian government can no longer afford to protect NYSC members nor can they pay them a living wage.

It is time the scheme becomes optional and not mandatory.

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