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Ayo 🌱❤️

You are a friend I’ve known since forever. It all started back in secondary school, when everyone used to call you Madara, as in Uchiha Madara. I always found that name quite peculiar. I watched you from afar, gentle, soft-spoken, and incredibly intelligent. Even then, you were a force to be reckoned with. With your silent perseverance, you and the rest of our group of geniuses would compete among yourselves over who could master the chemistry, physics, and biology textbooks.

I have always admired your strength. I have always admired your resilience. I’m really glad you were able to conquer every single obstacle that came your way, to live your life the way you wanted, and to come out so strong and admirable.

We graduated in 2016, and it has been exactly ten years since then. I’m glad that after a decade, you now have something so great to offer the world. I’ve had conversations with you many times at different points in your life and mine, and all I’ve ever seen is someone special, someone with a softness about them, someone with a gentle heart, someone who went through so much yet was strong enough to overcome every obstacle.

Now, seeing where you are and how far you’ve come, I’m overwhelmed with joy. You are proof of what someone can become if they never give up. I am so glad for you. I am so proud of you.

Go into the world and become everything you want to be. You are going to save so many lives. You are going to be admired by so many people. Be who you have always known yourself to be.

From the bottom of my heart, I consider you a very good friend of mine. Maybe not the kind of friend I speak to every day, but please know that you always have someone in your corner, someone who truly cares about you and the things that happen to you, even if I don’t always say it.

Go be the light and shine like you have always been meant to be.

Congratulations Dr. Adesina Ayomide 🎉

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