own way, redefined what true friendship looks like. Some of these people became my fallbacks—those I could lean on for clarity, counsel, or simply comfort. In a world that often pulls people apart, these ones helped hold me together. And yet, amid the career milestones and the bonds of friendship, my marriage faced its own storms. They were real, raw, and at times, overwhelming. But God, in His mercy, did not let me walk that valley alone. Sis Eleanor, Sis Wendy, Sis Cassandra, and Sis Yacoba were spiritual warriors and wise counsellors—standing in the gap for me when I was too tired to pray, too weary to hope. My bestie, Chatte, and my “sisters”, Mrs Audrey Adiamah and Rev Ellen Mensimah Turkson, became my anchors—reminding me of who I was when I felt most fragile. Looking back, this phase of my life was not without deep trials and transitions. It was one of the turbulent seasons I have lived through—filled with emotional tests, physical challenges, and moments of spiritual wrestling. And yet, in the midst of it all, I was being spiritually conditioned, emotionally stretched, and mentally sharpened. What I didn’t fully realise then was that the resilience being built during these years would become my armour in the years to come. This chapter taught me that strength isn’t about never breaking down—it’s about rising back up, again and again, because love, faith, and hope still remain. I entered my forties not unscathed, but undeniably wiser, deeper, and closer to God than I’d ever been. And for every tear, every battle, every answered prayer—I remain thankful. And yet, amid the career milestones and the bonds of friendship, my marriage faced its own storms. They were real, raw, and at times, overwhelming. But God, in His mercy, did not let me walk that valley alone. “ The Birthday Journal 25
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