(17) Top 10 books I read in 2018

I read everyday, all the time, some days. Reading is a way of life. I read when I’m on the toilet seat, in a bus, in bed. Paperbacks, hardcover or ebooks. I read them all. I read approximately 400 books in the year 2018 but the books on this list are my top 10 favorites. They include fiction, non-fiction, biographies, celebrity memoirs and self help. And they are all worth a read, I promise you. (I submitted this article to Patabah Bookstore’s blog a couple of months ago and till date, they haven’t published it. So, I’m carrying my L and coming to post it on my own blog)

1. Joyce Meyer- Battlefield of the Mind:This book was one of the gifts from my uncle for my Law school graduation. I delayed reading it until August last year. It was, it is transformational. It made me shiver, it challenged me, how I thought about things, how I thought about people.Here are some quotes from the book:”Think about what you are thinking about””One of the greatest revelations of my life is: I can choose my thoughts and think things on purpose. In other words, I don’t have to just think about whatever falls into my mind.“”You’re not crazy if you talk to yourself. In fact, your thoughts are “talking” to you all the time. And the way you talk to yourself is one of the most important things in your life. You can never get beyond what you think—especially what you think of yourself.”
I remember having this determination that someday, I would do something great. It would rise up in my heart at times when I was told I would never be anyone or do anything“I gave this book to a friend I was worried about and she sent me a message crying and thanking me. If you have not read this book, please purchase it and read it. It is transformational.

2. Cheryl Strayed: Tiny Beautiful Things- I got to know of this book via a Twitter recommendation. It’s a selection of advice columns and it is extremely relatable. I was once in a crisis situation and it’s completely true what people say about not knowing how much strength you do have until being strong is your only option, other than killing yourself, that is. That strength is not something that I can explain. It’s not something I have had cause to puzzle myself to replicate. It just appears. But if I had a friend who was in a crisis situation and was looking to me for strength, even if I couldn’t explain how I got through sufficiently to them, I can always point them in the direction of this book and say, hey, I know you are in Pain right now, inexplicable, terrifying pain. You’re not on Planet earth right now, you’re on Planet I failed my examination or Planet Major Depression or even Planet My tooth hurts but I don’t have enough money to fix it. I’m sorry about that but while you should mourn, you should also encourage yourself to get better.This book is lovely. Take it from me.

3. Meg Jay- The Defining DecadeI once watched Meg Jay give a TED talk. I go back to that talk constantly. But it was only until this year that I realized that she had written a book as a follow up or is it the other way around.

I knew I had to have the book and wow, this book. OhEmGee. Wow. This book resonated so much with me. This book had me crying and laughing, making copious notes and preparing for my future. This book is so so amazing. And it is worth every penny. I’ll leave you with this amazing quote from the book- “Forget about having an identity crisis and get some identity capital. Do something that adds value to who you are. Do something that’s an investment in who you might want to be next.”

4. Kevin Kwan: Crazy Rich AsiansI had quite some trouble deciding which one should be my fourth recommendation and which should be the fifth. But this quote, and the fact that there were 2 more books for me to read within an 18 hour period decided it for me.”… all that talk of “being in love” or “finding the right one” was absolute nonsense. Marriage was purely a matter of timing, and whenever a man was finally done sowing his wild oats and ready to settle down, whichever girl happened to be there at the time would be the right one.“And the opening scene of the book, wow! Able God, shower your blessings oh.

5. Trevor Noah: Born a CrimeThis book slayed me. I know most people read it a long time ago but it wasn’t until last year that I finally got around to reading it. And it did not disappoint. Just look at these quotes:”People love to say, “Give a man a fish, and he’ll eat for a day. Teach a man to fish, and he’ll eat for a lifetime.” What they don’t say is, “And it would be nice if you gave him a fishing rod.” That’s the part of the analogy that’s missing.”And this one “We spend so much time being afraid of failure, afraid of rejection. But regret is the thing we should fear most. Failure is an answer. Rejection is an answer. Regret is an eternal question you will never have the answer to

6. Gabrielle Union- We’re going to need more wineIf you saw me reading this book, I forgive you for being confused as to my personality. This book made me laugh, it made me weep, and it left me feeling raw. Especially the chapter, Code 529 and how she talks about how she can never sit with her back facing the door. PSA: The aftermath of sexual assault and violence is a very complicated process in multifarious ways. And if you remain unsure of who to believe, it’d do a lot of good for you to restrain yourself from making any damning comments either way while you make up your mind.Quotes: “Still, I struggle with the questions: Does this wig mean I’m not comfortable with my blackness? If I wear my hair natural, do I somehow become more enlightened? It is interesting to see the qualities ascribed to women who their hair in braids or in natural hairstyles, even among black people. We have so internalized the self-hatred and the demands of assimilation that we ourselves don’t know how to feel about what naturally grows out of our head.” (pg. 51, “Black Girl Blues”)How are we supposed to give them all the knowledge, all the power, and all the pride that we can, and then ask them to be subservient when it comes to dealing with the police? ‘This is how you have to act in order to come home alive.’
It’s an age-old us against -us oversimplification, that boils down to the belief that the lighter your skin tone, the more valuable and worthy you are. The standard of beauty and intelligence, that has historically been praised by the oppressor, has been adopted by the oppressed.”She also talked about having 9 miscarriages but considering the fact that she now has Kaavia James Union Wade, her daughter, I think all the pent up pain went, gone with the wind.

7. Kelley Armstrong – Cainsville Series (Omens, Visions, Deceptions, Betrayals, Rituals) I got turned on to Kelley Armstrong books in 2013. Her books are usually paranormal romance including vampires, werewolves, shamans. I do not know why exactly but I love the concept. But this is a departure from her usual style of writing. I picked up the first book in the Cainsville series; Omens and to my surprise, I found myself returning, again and again to finish the rest.

8. Tomie Balogun: Investment Clubs: How to create wealth beyond your payThis book is fantastic. It’s a how to guide on investment clubs, a concept I had no idea about until I saw the title of this book.If you want to invest more this year, get this book.

9. Stephanie Obi: Knowledge is the new gold.This book is a cheat sheet for the creation of online courses. Stephanie Obi is a great motivator, encourager and total boss lady. If you have thought about creating an online course but you’re stumped on how to, this book is my recommendation for you

10. Sophie Amoruso: GirlbossLast but not least, I truly wish I could adequately portray my feelings about this book. I was just so surprised that so many of the thoughts I’d had were shared by others. It’s a lovely read, short too. Perhaps, give it a try?

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(9) Sunlight

… No, not the detergent 😁

I read a post online, and I immediately shared it on my Whatsapp status.

And here are my thoughts. I thought you might appreciate my views here too 😊

Have a great weekend ahead!

Kisses and hugs to all of you 💕💕💕

(8) Smile more 🙄😒

As a teenager, I sometimes; mostly to be very honest, thought of my resting bitch face as a curse. Why couldn’t people see that I was a warm hearted person inside?

Why do people feel the need to warn their friends who might have become my boyfriends away from me?

But now, as I catalogued the advantages and disadvantages of this face, I can categorically say, thank God for this face.

Thank God that I had a natural barrier from people asking me stupid ass questions.

Thank God for the boyfriends and relationships that never were.

I found my tribes at many different places and different times eventually and they took the time to know who I really was.

The right blessings at the wrong times will seem like a curse. Lesson learned. Lesson very much appreciated.

(5) Everything will be alright, Obianuju

1 Kings 19:11-13 New Living Translation (NLT)

11 “Go out and stand before me on the mountain,” the Lord told him. And as Elijah stood there, the Lord passed by, and a mighty windstorm hit the mountain. It was such a terrible blast that the rocks were torn loose, but the Lord was not in the wind. After the wind there was an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake. 12 And after the earthquake there was a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire. And after the fire there was the sound of a gentle whisper. 13 When Elijah heard it, he wrapped his face in his cloak and went out and stood at the entrance of the cave.

And a voice said, “What are you doing here, Elijah?” (Sourced from http://www.biblegateway.com)

Many people say that Elijah was depressed. That might be true. But more to the point, I believe he had anxiety. Extreme anxiety, just like me.

And reading this post in my Bible app (YouVersion) a couple of days back, the idea for this post was born.

Most of the time, we see the windstorm, the earthquake and the fire as examples of great and mighty things that the Lord will not show up in. But remember that God appeared to Moses as a burning bush (Exodus 3:1-17) and He appeared to the Israelites to lead them through the wilderness as a cloud (Exodus 13:21). I’m not trying to pigeonhole God. I believe that He will appear to you however and in whatever form he needs to take to help you believe in him or strengthen your faith.

But a new revelation came to me reading that verse. I believe that God was talking to me, giving me a new revelation that the windstorm, the earthquake and the fire are not just forms, they could take on the personality of problems. The windstorm could be the toothache plaguing me right now. The earthquake could be the fact that after a long time toughing out headaches and migraines, I find myself on the slippery slide toward opioid addiction and the fire could be the fact that I’m not sure how I’m going to pay for much of the work that will be done on my teeth. But then, like a balm to my anxiety ridden soul comes the calm that is God’s voice.

My desire is that one day we will all be willing to step over the line from hopelessness to hope, from hurt to healing, from struggle to surrender—that we will look around the room, beneath the cross, seeing each other and hearing Jesus finish that statement: “If you really knew me, you’d know that you are not alone.”
YouVersion plan; Known by Tauren Wells.

I once wrote a post that spoke about my anxiety in great detail here. And I remember in that post, that you could see evidence, receipts of one time I tested God and he showed himself super strong and extremely faithful. I believe that He will do it again. As many times as it takes to calm my fears. He will do it again. Reminding myself of that wonderful fact is a good reason why I refuse to let my anxiety get the better of me. I refuse to live a life caged in by my own fear. It’s beautiful out in the sunshine. We have to blindly trust in God until we hear his still small voice calling out to us.

Everything. Will. Be. Alright. Obianuju. Everything. Will. Be. OK.

Speaking of which, have you heard what the Lord has done… go to a local church and experience testimony hour. It’s so beautiful. I have so many testimonies of this year. Try God and see His beauty and power. Try Him and see.

Anxiety is a terrible thing to have. And I do not take it lightly. I confess good things over my life constantly, I seek out a friend to talk to about it and to encourage me and I research other methods to keep it contained. If you have the YouVersion Bible app, under Bible Plans, look for Brittney A. Moses’ plan. (Here, I took a screenshot of it to assist you in locating it)

She’s working on becoming a Christian psychologist and she knows exactly what she is talking about as you will hear if you choose to listen to her podcast. (Invest in Podcast Go by the way. The file size is quite small, about 45MB, it has a greater selection of podcasts than some other apps and it is completely free)

Article Recommendation

I thought this was beautiful- https://www.kacheetee.com/blog/2018/11/3/mumfession-being-a-mum-with-sickle-cell.

(4) Wedding Playlist Suggestion 6- Michelle Featherstone: Careful

I really wish I could have a sample audio of this song to play for you. But alas you have to take the video with it. Gosh dang! Lol

https://youtube/smcYL0IBQpc

I’m a relatively new discoverer of Michelle Featherstone’s music. But once I discovered it, I discovered it with a vengeance. It gives me hope. Of better times to come and reminds me of better times in the past. Plus the dulcet sounds of her voice calm me down in the best ways. Love it.
It’s the little things
They pulled me in
And I’m defenseless
I try to ignore
Like I’ve done before
But it’s just useless
I’ve made up my mind
That I’m gonna let you in
And I’m not afraid
But I have to say
This is gonna hurt if it ever ends
But somehow you out shattered my defense
This is gonna hurt if it ever starts
So promise you’ll be careful with my heart
It’s the things you do
They made me fall hard for you and I can’t help it
And it’s every day that I feel this way
So just don’t stop it
I’ve made up my mind that I’m gonna let you in
And I’m not afraid but I have to say
This is gonna hurt if it ever ends
But somehow you out shattered my defense
This is gonna hurt if it ever starts
So promise you’ll be careful with my heart
It’s the little things
They pulled me in
And I’m defenseless
I try to ignore
Like I’ve done before
But it’s just useless
I’ve made up my mind
That I’m gonna let you in
And I’m not afraid
But I have to say
This is gonna hurt if it ever ends
But somehow you out shattered my defense
This is gonna hurt if it ever starts
So promise you’ll be careful with my heart
It’s the things you do
They made me fall hard for you and I can’t help it
And it’s every day that I feel this way
So just don’t stop it
I’ve made up my mind that I’m gonna let you in
And I’m not afraid but I have to say
This is gonna hurt if it ever ends
But somehow you out shattered my defense
This is gonna hurt if it ever starts
So promise you’ll be careful with my heart
I won’t make excuses
They just all seem useless
You don’t have the time
I guess I’ll take my chances now that I know love is on the line

This is gonna hurt if it ever ends
But somehow you out shattered my defense
This is gonna hurt if it ever starts
So promise you’ll be careful with my heart
Careful with my heart
Careful with my heartI won’t make excuses
They just all seem useless
You don’t have the time
I guess I’ll take my chances now that I know love is on the line
This is gonna hurt if it ever ends
But somehow you out shattered my defense
This is gonna hurt if it ever starts
So promise you’ll be careful with my heart
Careful with my heart
Careful with my heart
I won’t make excuses
They just all seem useless
You don’t have the time
I guess I’ll take my chances now that I know love is on the line
This is gonna hurt if it ever ends
But somehow you out shattered my defense
This is gonna hurt if it ever starts
So promise you’ll be careful with my heart
Careful with my heart
Careful with my heart won’t make excuses
They just all seem useless
You don’t have the time
I guess I’ll take my chances now that I know love is on the line
This is gonna hurt if it ever ends
But somehow you out shattered my defense
This is gonna hurt if it ever starts
So promise you’ll be careful with my heart
Careful with my heart
Careful with my heart

To keep me honest about my promise to write 100 posts from October 7, 2018 to October 7, 2019, I am numbering my posts. 😊

A hodge-podge of reviews

Crepe Cabana: Ikeja’s best kept secret.

One of my oldest friends and I had arranged to meet for my post birthday celebrations. She had malaria and asked if we could go someplace quiet and where the options for food were not spicy.

I’d been seeing their sign for a while although I’d never entered. Plus I didn’t want to go to the mall. Since it was up to me to pick the place, I chose this one.

Cons

a. We had to write our own orders. To give them due credit, this was probably because my friend kept waffling as to what she wanted to eat and what she wanted to take away.

b. Improper communication: Our orders were taking too long, because they had to prepare it from scratch so they offered us an option to reduce the wait time; a platter of puff puff fresh out of the stove. We ordered drinks as well. Our orders came about 15 minutes later. But the problem was when we decided to leave. We’d placed 4 orders as our take away options. And they only delivered 3 and when we questioned why the fourth was not included, they mentioned that they did not have the raw product to make it. As that was the one we’d most wanted to taste, it grated a bit.

c. POS: They didn’t have one. It’s a bit aggravating to have to go withdraw money from the ATM. Or dig around in your car for spare change.

Pros

a. Affordability: The menu is extremely affordable. Prices ranging from N100 to N1500. So we took full advantage. At the end of the day, we’d ordered 8 crepes, 2 crepe wraps(crepes with a hot dog filling), a platter of puff puff, a platter of akara, a portion of Dun Dun (fried yams, didn’t take to it), pepper sauce with 2 pieces of beef included, some crepes to go, a grand total of four eggs, 3 special, one plain, 2 bottles of water, a carafe of tea. And at the end of the day, our bill came out to be N3100.

b. Niceness: The staff was very helpful and quite nice. From being super patient when we didn’t decide on our orders on time, to humoring my request that the AC be put on and set to the lowest setting possible. Their niceness and general helpfulness was the major reason we didn’t take offense when they asked us to write down our orders or when they didn’t include our last takeaway order.

c. Space: We ended up spending about 3 hours there and apart from us, not many other people came in. I’d wanted to help them bring in more customers by leaving a great review on Google Maps but the restaurant is not listed there. They’ve been open for 2 years and they’re not listed there. Weird. Well, the space and the freedom to talk freely was an unexpected bonus. I really just want to leave them an awesome review though.

d. Beautiful utensils: I know this may seem arbitrary, but they had the most beautiful utensils ever. It took me a while to realize it was even plastic. The presentation was really good as well.

📸 Olayinka Oluwo

All in all, it was a very very beautiful restaurant and I enjoyed my time there. They are located at Testing Ground, Oluwalogbon Motors near UBA. Go visit, grab a bite, thank me later.


I found this place on a day when I was craving small chops like crazy. It was evening time, I’d just closed from work and I was ruminating about how delicious it would be if I could just find a place to eat a couple of spring rolls, puff puff, chicken and and mosa. This was what I used to look out for in small chops. So many people have told me that they don’t like their mosas but not me. I bloody adore it.

Desperate, I asked one of those Shawarma guys if he had a pack of small chops. You know, because they had a sign claiming they sold it? Turns out, they did not sell it, smh, but I got directed to this place. I ordered a N400 pack and it was pure bliss. Remember how I mentioned that the spring roll, puff puff, chicken and mosa were what I looked out for? Well, I don’t know what this guys put in their samosas, but I finally finished one. Yes, I used to taste it and drop it for someone else to finish but these days, I compare any and all samosas to this one. I’m crazy about this place

Completely unrelated, but I adore my fingers. So pretty.

Sorry the picture isn’t showing clearly

NB: Their delivery service was unreliable as at the day of my birthday this year (07-10-2018). I ordered 24 packs and they promised to deliver it by 10am, so I stayed to receive it. Well, they finally delivered it by 1:30pm. I’d cancelled the order by 12:15PM. If I find something amazing, I’ll mention it to everyone, no matter what bullshit goes on behind the scenes. But it really hurt that I didn’t get to eat small chops on my birthday. But I’ve gone there like 4 times since then. Like I mentioned earlier, I’m addicted to them, poor delivery service notwithstanding.

NB 2: If you go check them out especially if you’re going after work, at their Oregun Ikeja branch, be sure to take a stroll up ahead and check out Deedoves’ asun opposite Access Bank. You’ll be in food bliss.

I wasn’t going to review this event. I really really wasn’t. But I realized my review could persuade you to donate to one of the sponsors: Socially Africa who provide food boxes (love boxes) to children in disadvantaged neighborhoods or attend the next one. So, here goes something.

Chinedu Ahanonu (Nedoux) called me and asked if I was free on this Saturday (the day the event was going to be held). I said I’d be. We arranged to meet. We met, even though I ended up wishing I’d arrived about 45 minutes later.

Anyhoo, we got to the event center after some diehard volunteers (shift one) had arrived and were waiting. The backseat of the car was packed with 20- something sewing machines, about 16 rolls of ankara, 5 rulers, 2 boxes of pearl head needles, 5 elastic rolls, some cardboard paper, 2 irons, a cloth cutting machine (to cut between layers), 2 towels etc. We made a stop to pick up an ironing board and it could not even fit.

We quickly unloaded and set up sewing stations and cutting stations. Later on, we set up ironing stations and more as needed.

Adagarfield. I call her First Daughter of a Fat Cat

I’ll say this, the work that goes into putting an event like this cannot be easily overlooked. And it is a lot of work. From cutting different patterns in time for the sewdiers, to ironing in a hot environment and with precise measurements, hence the tape around her neck ( and those irons were heavy), to sewing and finishing. I got home 15 hours after I originally set out.

We had small chops and soft drinks though. I got to meet a lot of people including Natachi with the lovely earrings she refused to give me 🙄( but I love that name) who really really impressed me. She was combination photographer, P. A and generally amazing dogsbody. One of the first to arrive, one of the last to leave. I met so so many other people with nothing more on their minds than helping. Self sacrifice on a greater scale. See Natachi’s video here

All in all, it was a beautiful but tiring day. But we have to do whatever we can possibly do to help people wherever we can.

Pay it forward, please.

Love and kisses.

THE LEGEND OF LEONA LEWIS

The year was 2009. I couldn’t sleep. NEPA rewarded me for reading with my torchlight like every other diligent student of fiction, with some electricity. It was almost 4am then and history suggested that sleep would not come until 6am so I went to the living room, book in hand, put on Trace TV and was listening while reading. Then the video of the song Happy came on. I abandoned my book to watch that video because I was fascinated by the concept. And then I noticed; I had goosebumps.

The month was December 2010, I was in a car with my cousins in Abuja and the station was set to 96.9 Cool Fm; the song Love is Wicked segued so perfectly to Bleeding Love and for a short while, we had ultimate silence. And I noticed again, I had goosebumps.

The date was 19th of November, 2016, I was walking down the road, Joshuaville’s Night of Worship had concluded and I was hot, dirty and irritable. While walking down the road to Spur’s Seven Eagles for breakfast, I noticed that I had 17% battery left, enough to make the journey a little more tolerable and the shuffle landed on Leona Lewis’ Run, and again I noticed on a morning that was gearing up to be a scorcher, I had goosebumps.

Every one of us has gifts. In Leona Lewis’ case, it’s the gift of raising the hair on my arms and legs by being an amazing singer. In my case, it’s writing.

Every one of us has multiple gifts. There was a time, when I first opened my blogs, I was writing copiously, I’d spend hours on one 100 word article and hours again on the next, I’d sprinkle jokes that I’d developed, I’d have guest writers etc. But life comes in seasons and and I allowed my dedication to my writing to go with the season of 2015 as well. Partly because I did not feel it was getting the credit it deserved, partly because I didn’t know how to market myself but mostly because I had the persistent fear that no one cared and they were reading just to humor me.

My writing trickled down till it got to a point where I could not write anymore, where I started doing other things then and it turned out, I was reasonably good at those other things. Leona Lewis has not been singing except for features since 2015. She has been acting on Broadway though and writing songs for other people but I listen to all her old songs and they still affect me as much as they did the first times, and whenever I read my old articles, I can clearly see that my fears were not valid. Because I’m a damn good writer. But good writers need to write to be considered good. So I promise myself, that by the end of next year, I’ll have written at least a 100 articles. Maybe some of them will give a reader the goosebump effect. Maybe not.

We sort of look alike.
Happy birthday to me!

I know though that I want to try.

The 7/10 Phenomenon

My favorite number is 7. It’s a De facto favorite because that’s the day my birthday falls on. 

And speaking of birthdays, I presume that as you grow older, the goalposts of what makes you happy on your birthday change. On earlier birthdays I was never satisfied unless I was celebrated, feted, given oodles of money and told Happy birthday about 50 times.

This day, I really just wish that my office could have said, no baby, you’re not going to have a long ass, completely pointless meeting on your birthday. Go ahead and make some plans with your friends. But alas they didn’t. 

So I’m lying on my bed, planless right now, waiting for Godot to happen so I can finally get it through my head that today I turn a year older and that’s a good thing. 

I suppose the goalposts have changed in that there are no goalposts anymore. 

Happy birthday to me! I wish me a good life, great health, fantastic investments that give me continuous passive income. a future where I don’t pay rent for more than 15 years. I wish that people continue to smile at me, that the sun continues to shine on me and that by this time next year a lot of my dreams come true.

Fair to middling

It’s a beautiful Saturday not that i’ve seen so much of it’s splendour. I’m at work, hoping my colleagues and I won’t have to come in tomorrow as well. life has been good and i have several plans to get to a place where  life is better for myself and everyone i love. One of those plans involved checking up with all of my readers.

How has life been for all of you so far?

p.s- I have absolutely no idea what the title means. i just went with it.

Wedding Playlist Suggestion 5

This song brings memories of laughter. Not because it’s funny. Not because you can laugh to it. But because I danced to it with a very funny guy at my office and I laughed all the while. 

Speaking of my office, I have mixed feelings. Half of people there, the riotously funny, the strict but kind have been moved. As have I. But I do know that the people who’ll replace us are kind and kind is a hop and a jump away from being funny. To me. 

Happy Easter Friday everyone!

And BTW, why don’t people like to dance? It’s like people believe that dancing with a girl= marriage. *rme*. 

 BETTER TODAY- COFFEY ANDERSON

To see your face, to hear your voice

And oh, to touch you is a dream come true
So I’m standing here, with my hand held out
Knowing that your love will never fade, I stand amazed without a doubt

[Chorus:]
And I wanna hear your voice, in the morning when I rise
I think I know I’m just a normal man, only made of sand except when you’re by my side
Will you love me, teach me, don’t leave me I pray
And when I, and I’m thinking of the times
Your hands in mine, together we will stay
You made me better today
Better than I was before
And now my heart can rest and I will search no more
You made me better today, today, today

[Verse 2:]
My heart has wings
Oh you take me away
And every prayer I’ve ever prayed was answered today
So I’m standing here, with my hand held out
Knowing that my love will never leave
My hearts on my sleeve and now I believe

[Chorus:]
And I wanna hear your voice in the morning when I rise
I think I know I’m just a normal man, only made of sand except when you’re by my side
Will you love me, teach me, don’t leave me I pray
And when I, and I’m thinking of the times
Your hands in mine, together we will stay
You made me better today
Better than I was before
And now my heart can rest and I will search no more
You made me better today

[Verse 3:]
I stand proclaimed, true love is here to stay
I stand proclaimed, forever starts today
Today…
You made me better today
Than I was before
And now my heart can rest and I will search no more
Cuz you made me better today, than I was before
And now my heart can rest
And I will search no more
You made me better today
Today…
Made me better today.

*

I’ll look into enabling audio. Because I’ve played this on repeat and its so amazing to listen to. And I want you to listen to it.

Lyrics- LyricsMode.com