My Current Home

Right before January 1st, 2018, I knew that I couldn't stay in Houston. There is really nothing in Texas for me except family. I really don't even know how to describe my Journey. As I'm writing this, I resist the urge to cry. I didn't know how I was going to get to LA. Someway, somehow I was moving. I needed to be there, especially for my career. I would say, "I'm a writer/director. I want to work in television. I want to work in this industry." I heard someone once say, "If you're trying to get into tv, and you're not in LA then you're not tryna get into TV." How? That was the question.

Welp, I prayed, and I did my research. Immersing myself in my work is what I needed to do. I looked into workshops, and programs. I were expensive. I might as well get a whole degree. I applied to one film school, New York Film Academy (Burbank, CA). It was the cheapest, and they had a one year MA program. That was great because I wanted to get in and get out to start really working. I'm so grateful to say got in. I was moving. I prayed some more. At the time I was freelancing. That summer right before my move, I got a temp job at a Law Reporting Company. I was basically an Office Assistant. The only motivation for me coming into work Monday-Friday was because I was saving up to move. This job was temporary. I got on a plane with my sister helping me. I had three luggage's. September 15th, 2018 was the date I stuck with it. Two years later, and sometimes I can't believe I'm here.

I subleased for four months. I then moved from one sublease to another sublease. I've had two not-so-great roommate experiences. I finally got on a lease, but then shared a room which was honestly a terrible experience. I personally would not recommend it. I only want to share a bedroom with a husband. I've been broke. After graduation in 2019 It was hard finding a job. I freelanced. I was a grip, Production Assistant, Assistant, an extra, or what people a background actor. I did whatever I could do. When the pandemic hit, I took a job I hated. I've smiled through it all. I've privately cried many, many tears.

Life is not perfect, but I've also had incredible experiences. I've laughed. I've smiled. I've made a few short films that have been in a few festivals. I get to be a Production Assistant on a show I love, and this is just the beginning. I've meet amazing, creative, and kind people. I've truly learned what my values are, the kind of people I want to be around, protecting my energy, and what I want to accomplish in life - Personally and professionally. I've learned to enjoy life through the messy, hard, sad, happy, joyful and peaceful times. I've learned to hold on tight to Jesus because without Him, all this means nothing. I've meet people that I admire - people that inspire me. I've been to a plethora of concerts, live music events, and TV/Film events. I've tried a lot of delicious food. I've been to the beach. The weather out here is great, and I'm so thankful. The views are great. The opportunities are great.

LA is home at the moment. This is the place that continues to shape and grow me tremendously me as I navigate my 20s. This is the place where I now live with great friends from Texas. Never forget I'm from Nigeria. I moved to Houston at 9-years-old. I know my roots. However, LA is my current home. I don't see myself moving again anytime soon.

Home is where a person feels their most, authentic self. Home is where a person feels they belong. It's the place where you learn the most about yourself because of your environment, experiences, and the people around you. It's the place where love ones, and friends who become family reside. For at least some people, there isn't just one place called home. Each home, whether it's our second or not, shapes and grows us. Where we were born, where we grew up, where we moved to, and where we settle in plays a huge part in our lives more than we know. I have settled in a place where I can't wait to get back every, single time I leave. I'm just grateful.