I don’t know how many people get this lucky in life, but I do know I’m not taking it for granted. I’m writing this with full chest, not out of obligation or because someone asked me to, but because my heart has been heavy with gratitude I haven’t voiced enough.
You see, people often think support has to be loud, flashy, and public. But what you all gave me was the kind of quiet, unshakable support that doesn’t always make noise but it moves mountains. And I want you to know, from the deepest part of me, that I saw it. I still see it.
From day one, when the world felt unsure about me, when even I doubted myself, you stood firm. You didn’t just cheer me on when things were rosy; you were there when I had nothing to give. No money. No name. No connections. Just raw dreams and tired eyes. But you looked at me and saw potential I couldn’t see in myself.
To my mother, who prayed me through storms I never told anyone about your strength has been my oxygen. You taught me that resilience isn’t noise; it’s quiet endurance. You’ve been my constant, even when I failed, even when I didn’t call enough. I don’t say it enough, but I love you. Deeply.
To my brother, my guy, my ride or die, you’ve always been one phone call away. I’ve leaned on you more times than I can count, and not once did you make me feel like a burden. You give advice that feels like home. You remind me who I am when life tries to make me forget.
To my friends, the real ones, not the “when it’s sweet, I dey” types but the ones who stayed when things turned rough. Those late night calls. The borrowed data. The encouragement when I wanted to give up. I remember. I remember it all. And trust me, I’m building so we can all enjoy. No one will be left behind.
Sometimes I wonder what I did to deserve people like you. People who didn’t wait for me to "make it" before they loved me. People who saw me at my worst and didn’t walk away. If I ever made you feel unseen, forgive me. If I didn’t say thank you enough, hear me now: Thank you.
Thank you for being the type of people I can proudly write a letter to. Thank you for being consistent in a world that changes too fast. Thank you for loving me in both chapters when I was nothing, and as I become something.
I don’t know where life will take me tomorrow, but this I promise you: I’ll never forget who was with me when I had nothing. And I’ll make sure I become someone who pours into others the way you poured into me.
With my whole heart, 💛🧡💛
Adeniyi.
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