Gratitude in Grief: As Benue Bleeds, My Heart Breaks Because We Are One Another’s Home
I return here today not with my usual stories of hikes or healing, but with a heavy heart and a soul trembling with grief. Over 200 lives were stolen in Benue State. Precious, innocent lives. Cut short. Silenced. And yet, mainstream media remained largely until one voice, VeryDarkMan, showed us the unfiltered truth. That silence was loud. I've been to Benue. I’ve tasted its peace. I’ve shared laughter with a Tiv friend who shaped my life in school. I’ve lived side by side with Idoma neighbours in harmony. Benue is not a distant land to me. It is home. It is Nigeria’s food basket imagine what this instability means to the very soil that feeds us. I am not from the North East, yet I lived and schooled there. I thrived, loved, and still have family there. I’ve journeyed East, welcomed with open arms and delicious meals. Nigeria, to me, is home in all its corners. Every state holds a piece of me, because I am a traveller at heart, an adventurer in spirit, a Nigerian in every breath. Bu...
