HAPPY BIRTHDAY OYINKANSOLA OBIYEMI; PRETTY MISS CRY ME A RIVER

 The people created by God are usually my life lessons.

I pick my aha moments from every single human that I come across. It could a bad trait that I needed to do away with when I meet whoever exhibited same trait that I do, only for me to find out it oozes outright toxicity, or better-still a good habit that I do not hesitate to pick up.

For instance, someone’s life taught me to end my conversations especially when referring to futuristic plans with ‘by God’s grace’.

I picked ‘planning’ every single venture from another human, and someone’s life is already teaching me to keep my successes to myself.

My work-relationship with a former colleague on the other hand taught me endurance. The fact that I had to deal with, and totally endure a complete narcissist in a closer work cycle was really commendable.

I mean, I never knew I could endure that much, without the company inviting the popo (childish word for cops) on me for punching a toxic work-mate.

And for Oyinkansola Obiyemi, a former colleague that became tad closer beyond the walls of our 9 to 5, I was shocked to discover someone still ‘cries me a river’ to express her displeasure on issues, and at every given opportunity.

My first impression was that of a weakling and a trick, but as much as I initially didn’t want to draw closer, being in same branch for months saw us unconsciously bonding well.

As women palaver would have it, we had a few quarrels and after the settlement, we came to understand one-another better, and that was it.

Scream at Oyin over an office unfinished business, and she’d cry to show how much your words had placed a ditch in her heart.

When vendors from her personal business reacts wrongly and she becomes frustrated? She’d cry.

And when work stress is at its peak, she reacts through the rolling down of tears down her cheeks every single time.

But for every time she sheds a tear, give Oyinkansola the giggles, and she’s ‘outchea’ laughing very heartily.

That’s it.

It’s all gone and her head totally cleared up for the next tantrum life has to offer.

But for me with no prior history of being able to cry, borne out of the belief that someone else’s head could have been blown off in lieu of a sob, I not only grew up trained to be tough, I also happen to find me in the midst of people who would rather sweep the ocean dry than shed a tear in public. At least I gloried in that until recently, when life presented itself rather unfairly to me a couple of months ago.

I literarily lost work concentration, lost my restful sleep, shed the weight I didn’t know I had too.

It was so bad that at some point, I would wake up feeling sickly.

The scenario?

My good intention towards someone had ‘backfired’ like I was a bad cop. I nearly lost something so dear and valuable in the process.

I felt betrayed and lost.

I didn’t mean to cry on this day however, this was because I tend to stay armed with the fact that, not just men, tough and very strong women don’t cry too.

But the night that I decided to allow the tears flow so freely, I didn’t hold back a single drop in the process and I felt a great sense of relief.

I honestly didn’t know that crying over ugly life situations was that therapeutic until I allowed me an unconscious mentee to mentor Oyinkansola Obiyemi.

The relief, a feel of freshness got me feeling great and in the right mental frame of mind to map out a workable solution.

So Oyinkansola Obiyemi, you do this one abeg. Lol

No wonder she would cry one minute and the next one she’s laughing her hearts out.

Tears actually brings relief and like I once said, no wonder Jesus wept too.

However, happy birthday to my one and probably only ever would be, cry-cry baby, Oyinkansola. The only tears you would shed going forward are that of joy and big ups to your bubu-collections launch.

She does aso-ebi fabric selections too, and her IG page is @traditionsbyoyin.

God bless your new age darling.