OUR LOVE STORY
My name is Blessing (Blesyn). A graduate of Computer Science (University of Benin). After I graduated, I felt the need to find a place of worship. Then I got prompted to start attending a Youth Church not far from my house. I enjoyed the choir and the Word; the church was cool! So I decided to worship there. Well, I sing (I think I’m a good singer). I joined the choir, got very involved and started taking solos.
A few weeks after I joined the church, I noticed this cute brother! ** Trust me, it would be hard for any lady not to notice him** He was tall, light complexioned, haaandsooooome, he had this charm, there was a way he walked that got me tripping. But then, I began to beef him because I wondered why one brother would have all these features.
After my song ministrations, some brothers would come around to commend me and to get to know me because I was new in the church. But this cute brother never came close (maybe that’s why I was beefing him) … He only gave me one funny look from a distance that seemed to suggest, “Who do you think you are?” I was really angry and disliked him because I felt he was proud, and I purposed that I was going to snub him and make him pay for ignoring me, if ever he decided to talk with me. We never talked and he kept giving me that ‘annoying’ look. I told two of my male friends in church about him and how much I disliked him and they kept telling me I had a crush on him. I kept denying, I didn’t wanna believe that. **But the question was why was I soooo concerned about him and why did I want him to say hello?** (that I didn’t understand). My friends said he was nice and everyone liked him and I was the only one who disliked him. Then I told them it was obvious I didn’t know him.
There were days, while I was backing up in the choir that I looked out for him and when our eyes met, I quickly looked elsewhere (I never knew he caught me staring). There were days I noticed him staring at me and it made me very uncomfortable on stage. This went on for a while till we one day bumped into each other and I had to mutter “goooo-good morning” and he replied with that same funny look that made me feel even more embarrassed for greeting.
We both didn’t talk to each other till one fateful evening. Service was over and I was outside, about to go home. Then I remembered he was still in church and went back inside (dunno what I went to do ooooh, but I really wanted him to notice me and at least say hello) and as God would have it, as I was about stepping out of church ‘again’, something eventful happened! Someone called my name –
Turning backwards, I responded,
“Did u call me?”
“Yea”, he replied.
Then I asked,
“Who told u my name?”
“Omo did” he replied
(Omo was a friend in the choir)
Then I replied,
“Ooh… so Omo has started telling people about me? Hmmm… So what’s your name?”
“Bernard”, he replied.
Then I said excitedly,
“Nice meeting you”
(Did I just say that? Can’t believe I just did. I thought I had plans to snub him if he finally gets to talk to me?).
“When are you gonna be singing again?” He asked. “I look forward to hearing you sing; I enjoy your singing”.
I (blushed for a while and) replied,
“Thank you, but eeermmm… I won’t be singing anytime soon ‘cos I will be travelling”.
“Where are you going?” he asked.
“I will be going to work in Port Harcourt”
“Ooh… okay. Thought you were still in school. I did my NYSC in Port Harcourt… It’s a nice place, blah blah blah… Okay, take care of you. Nice meeting you”.
“Okay, take care of you too and nice meeting you”, I replied.
**We both went our separate ways without exchanging contacts**
I got home that evening and was soooo excited but I quickly removed the thought of him from my mind because we didn’t exchange contacts, but then I had this great feeling that he would call but I kept doubting because he didn’t ask for my number.
I woke up the next morning, got dressed, headed for the park and left for Port Harcourt. I was so happy because it was the start of a new phase in my life and I was going to be working and independent. Got to Port Harcourt at about 3.45pm, arranged my room and slept at a friend’s place because I was tired. The evening, while I was in the room, my phone rang and I quickly answered.
“Hello! Good evening”, the voice said.
Then the voice said,
“Bernard? Which Bernard?” (I knew but was trying to wake myself up from the dream).
“Bernard from your church in Benin”, he replied.
I responded in excitement,
He cut me out of the excitement,
“How are you doing? Just thought to check on you. Are you in PH now?
“Yes, thanks a lot, I really appreciate… Lemme not waste your airtime (what was that?). Are you on WhatsApp?” I asked.
“It’s okay. Yes, I am. Lemme send you the number so you can add me”.
“Okay. We’ll talk on WhatsApp then”. *Call ends*
Some minutes later, I got a message, opened it and it was just a number… No hello dear or something… And I was like…. maybe he’s in a relationship. I quickly added him and that’s how we started talking.
Yeah we started talking. I got to know some things about him and got to tell him some things about me. I thought that he was kind of reserved and didn’t let out much about himself. I tried to push but then he would say “calm down, we will get to know ourselves with time”. That got me frustrated because I already told him a lot about me. Well, we continued talking and then we both realised we had a lot in common. I actually thought he wasn’t for real and probably someone sent him to me because he was just too good to be true. He paints, I draw and love art, he writes; I’m not really a poet but I love poetry and can tell if someone is good. He loves photography, fashion…and I do too. He’s an event manager and I am a wedding planner… Awww ahn… It was just too good to be true. He read me poems, we sang each other songs (he could sing too!)
There I was, matchmaking things in my head when this brother had not even showed a green light. He never even called me any affectionate names. His chats always started like, ” Hello”. I even thought he was in a relationship because he asked me how much it would cost to plan his wedding. That got me down kinda but I just concluded that I would move on and avoid him if he was in one. As the days went by, our friendship grew stronger but he never gave any impression that he was interested in a relationship. We got so close that I could tell him anything and we would call each other every day and say how our day went. I would use up my airtime and he would do likewise, then we would continue chatting, and when I felt like talking to him, I would run to a nearby shop and get card. It was so because we had gotten so fond of each other. While we were still talking as friends, I was happy about our friendship and how my life got better knowing him. I somehow wished he would ask me out and sometimes prayed because I was already melting and was in love with him – he was everything I had always prayed for. We would talk all through the night and he would call me by my native name ‘Olohi’. There was a way he called it that struck a chord in me and I would say stop it (in a way that showed I was melting… please don’t say anything). Then one fateful night, while we both talked, we decided to do a game in which we would ask each other any question. I started,
“How can you tell you are in love?”
“Well, I think about the person all the time and sometimes lose appetite for food. What about you?”
“Well, I think about the person all the time and I think I also lose appetite…” I replied.
Then he quipped,
“Ooh… is that the reason why you have not been eating well recently? (I had told him before my appetite was poor) Ehm… So tell me, who is the guy you are in love with?”
I chuckled and replied,
“No oooo… “(I couldn’t say the truth because that could send a wrong message)
“Oh. Okay… Anymore questions?” He asked.
“Eeerm…. nooo… eeerm… okay. Eerm… wait, what will you do if a lady tells you she loves you?
“Are you sure that’s the question?”, he asked.
“Yes, it is”.
He wasn’t convinced,
“You sure? ‘Cos the question sounds nebulous. Well, it depends on the girl in question. Lemme ask you same. What will you do if a guy tells you he loves you?”
My heart was racing,
“Well, it depends on the guy in question…”
He cut in,
“Ooh… I see. So you wanna give me the same answers, right? Let’s get to business. What would you do if Bernard tells you he loves you?
My heart was beating faster. I was torn between two answers – tell him I don’t love him (lie) or say the truth. But something kept pushing me to tell the truth because he was obviously the one for me. What if he didn’t feel same way? Then I thought to try,
“Eeerm… I… will tell him… errmm… that I… eerm… love him too”.
Then he replied,
Then I said,
“It’s your turn to answer. What would you do if Blessing tells you she loves you?”
I was agitated, in anticipation of his response,
“I will tell her I love her too and have always loved her and I would be happy to spend my life with her”
The tension quickly turned into anger,
“So what was this game all about? Why did it take you so long?”
He responded softly,
“I’m sorry, it wasn’t a game. I was waiting for you to come visit so we could talk (I was planning to visit Benin soon), then I would ask you out. But it just happened this way tonight. So, Olohi, will u go out with me?”
I replied excitedly,
“Yeeeeesss!!! Yes, I will. I love you so much”.
He was excited too,
“Thanks and I love you too”.
I still wanted him to ask me out face to face so I said,
“But you’ll have to make it official when I come”.
“O-kay babe. I will…”, He replied.
We then talked for a while, told ourselves how much we love each other, we planned my next visit to Benin and we talked about our relationship and how we wanted it to go.
It took me a while to realise I was in a relationship. Was it real? Was I dreaming? Somebody pinch me! (Lol). It finally dawned on me when I woke up the next morning with a call from him and he said,
That’s how our journey of love started and when I got to Benin he finally did the formal proposal and I screamed ‘yes!’ Oh! wait a minute. The highlight of the formal proposal was when I went to his house; when he opened the door, the room was neatly arranged, well painted with a blue-red theme. He hung lights around, and spread some petals and balloons on the floor. It was magical. He made me feel so special. As things progressed, we informed our pastor, our families and friends.
We are the best of pals and we share everything with each other. God has been our guide; it was Him who brought us together. Eureka! I have my soulmate. Well, its sweet being in love with a believer and one who cherishes you so much. We have had a lot of great times in the last ten months we’ve been together. There have been misunderstandings too but we have always tried resolve them and move ahead.
We are planning for our wedding. We hope to get married soon and we are praying towards it. I’ll keep you posted, please pray for us. I look forward to a great future, raising a family, fulfilling God’s plan with the man of my dreams, the love of my life, my Sweetness!