Where reflection meets renewal.
There’s a stillness that arrives around this time of year.
It’s not loud like January’s resolutions or December’s noise.
It’s softer the kind that sneaks in when you’re too tired to keep pretending you’re not tired.
The emails are slowing down.
The group chats are buzzing again.
Half the people you know are planning to “Detty” the next month away; the other half are pretending they’re not jealous.
And you? You’re somewhere in between caught in the quiet before the calendar flips.
This is the quiet between two years.
The space where reflection meets renewal.
Where what’s ending and what’s beginning stand in the same room, just looking at each other, unsure who should speak first.
The Noise Will Come — It Always Does
In Lagos, the air will soon smell of fireworks, dust, and fresh paint.
In London or Toronto, it’ll be thick coats, fairy lights, and the sound of your breath fogging up train windows.
The rush is coming the parties, the family calls, the forced gratitude posts.
But right now, before all that, there’s this small pause.
A sacred stillness.
The kind that asks, “What did this year really do to you?”
Not just what you achieved, but what you survived.
What you outgrew.
What you’re still carrying even though it no longer fits.
Because sometimes, closure isn’t an event it’s a quiet acceptance that some things won’t be wrapped up neatly.
And that’s fine.
The Diaspora Kind of Quiet
If you live abroad, this season feels heavier.
The cold sharpens the loneliness.
The sun leaves early, and suddenly, the silence feels personal.
You start thinking about home about December food you can’t smell yet, about laughter that no Zoom call can recreate.
And still, you carry on because that’s what we do.
We make home wherever we are.
Even in the cold.
Even in the quiet.
The Nigerian Kind of Quiet
If you’re in Nigeria, your quiet might look different.
It’s the last stretch before the city erupts weddings, concerts, traffic that could break your faith.
But beneath the noise, there’s still a hush somewhere inside you.
You’re counting wins, counting costs, and trying to remember if you really lived, or just survived again.
Because whether we’re abroad or back home, we all feel it this strange, shared pause that whispers, “Take stock.”
Let the Quiet Do Its Work
You don’t need to rush to make sense of it.
You don’t need to write a gratitude list or find deep meaning for every moment.
Just sit in the quiet for a bit.
Let it breathe.
Let it teach you what noise never could.
Because sometimes, healing hides in stillness.
And not every silence is empty some are just full of answers waiting for you to stop talking.
So as one year winds down and another peeks around the corner,
take your time.
You don’t need to finish everything.
You just need to finish with truth.
The noise will return soon enough.
But for now, sit in the quiet.
It’s been waiting for you all year.
📣 What has the quiet taught you this year about yourself, your pace, your peace?
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