Over the week I've been tempted to write you a love note. But deep within me, I was restrained. I guess now that I am permitted to, I should without hesitation.

Let me start by asking you this, "what is love to you?"

What does it mean to you when someone tells you that "he/she loves you?"

Please I don't mean those words said by the GenZ. You know what I mean.

You see this question isn't necessarily about being in love with someone but something. When love is involved, there ought to be sacrifice, compromise, patience, and forbearance.

You said you love writing, listening to podcasts on personal development, commentaries, and what you like, but yet you never take out time to do them...why?

Remember love is sacrifice.

Why are you so in a hurry to see the result when you haven't done much to warrant the result that will make you stand out?

Where's the patience in your love?

Loving what you do is like loving someone, you should go a day without thinking about it, creating time for it, and telling people about it.

So my people, redefine your love for that talent of yours and turn it into a skill.

Ekom dooo.