Onyedikachukwu George Nnadozie with Wisdom Oruche

DEAR WISDOM | How can I forget?

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This have been on my note for a very long time, anytime I post it, I become afraid of people’s interpretations and I bring it down before anyone could see it. Well, if not for anything… Memories such as this is worth keeping where it can always be thrown back. If I can’t admit it here, then I don’t know if it’s really from the heart. On many cases I also bring it down not knowing what you would feel about it because I am aware a lot of people aren’t cultured enough to think right.
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Let me tender my apology first for bringing it to public notice, let me also tender apology to everyone who will flag it inappropriate. But sincerely, this is worth paying for time on the CNN and BBC. I enjoy writing, I communicate better using my fingers to strike the letters and perhaps that is the only way to show my appreciation better. I know you will not be comfortable having me say this to a large audience but no matter how angry you would be with it, forgive me. This is how I feel right now.
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As busy as we get, as hard as things get, as we keep walking our diverse lane we tend to forget certain things, things that has made us pass a phase and survived it. We tend to forget people whom God used, who made sacrifices for our sake and people who went out of their ways to stand by us. Even if I’d forget, how can I forget your heroic display of courage at my very challenging time?
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When I moved into a new environment I was not really so familiar with, you and just you alone was the one who ensured my comfort wasn’t just a dream. Aside that, how can I forget those trying times when my health was challenged? You’d trek everyday from class to my apartment in the scorching sun just to check on me, deliver edible items and give those words of encouragement, how can I forget? I remember each time you are about leaving, tears roll down my eyes. Those tears were because I just didn’t know how to say thank you in a manner it would communicate the exact way I felt.
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How can I forget? Those times I would be very annoying and demanding, those times the pains would make me nag and always complain and yet you would swallow it and assure me that I’d be okay. How about those times you would take risks of walking that lonely path at night to come take care of me when it had seem obvious I couldn’t handle any of those things anymore? You were never under any obligation to do all those but you did it! How can I forget?
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How about that morning I was rushed to hospital in a taxi? You had to miss your class and help me into the car! The pictures are still clear in my memory. I can still remember how we spent every cash we had in the hospital and you had to deprive yourself of your Smartphone for weeks just to assist pay up the bills. I can still remember lying in the car while you ran around for money. I also remember when I blacked out because of the injections and you allowed my head to rest on you throughout the journey back from the hospital.
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How can I forget? Those times you took your time to clean the blisters even when the doctors have confirmed it wasn’t a good idea since it was infectious, you weren’t picking fingers, you relaxed your mind and kept cleaning those areas with compassion written all over you and with words of encouragement not lacking on your lips. Only the sight of it was disgusting but you never had a problem with cleaning it.
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There were other persons who cared though, who would have made sacrifices too if they had the capacity but you stood right there with me and saw me through it all.
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How can I forget? You became my personal nurse because I couldn’t move about to be injected at the clinic. How about those times my body temperature became so high and you would get vegetables, cook meat and force me to eat!
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I was such a burden then but you were willing to carry that burden at your own capacity. How can I forget? No matter what happens, I could forget other things but how can I forget these?
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Proud you have been my friend.
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Thank you for being my sister,
Thank you for being my best friend,
I love you dearly.
God bless you.
#GracefuGeorge

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