INSIGHTS FROM "When Love Vists"



Ladies and gentlemen, with this, we come to the end of the best love story I've ever read, best because of how utterly wholesome and healthy it was.

This is the true definition of how beautiful this thing called love can be (lol).

Anyway, let me not bore you with the details because I could go on and on about the storyline and plot twists.

Here are some of the things that stood out to me the most:

1. I was thrilled by how they weren’t in a hurry to define things. These two literally felt the chemistry from day one—it was love at first sight. However, they took their time to see where the road would lead. And yes, I agree with Tade that the whole affair was divinely orchestrated. 😂 God had to be showing off because chance or coincidence couldn't be that hardworking. 

Wo! It’s not enough to just feel, give it time. Go in slow motion. Love aside, this is very important. Take your time until you’re utterly convinced and sure before jumping into anything.


2. The couple gave back as much as they got. It wasn’t one-sided in any way; they both made intentional efforts to make things work. Nothing beats teamwork and intentional effort, for real.


3. I loved how they handled Tade’s trauma and healing journey. I was so shocked at the level of maturity, the ease with which they navigated something that could have destroyed their relationship, only for it to make them stronger.

Tade literally stayed off relationships for three years until he was sure he had healed from the previous one. He went through therapy and gained the closure he needed, which speaks volumes about how intentional he was about not bleeding on others who didn’t cut him. And I love Uju for understanding and being patient until he was ready to open up.



Dearest reader, I could go on and on about how much I’ve learned from this book. It’s been one hell of an awesome ride. A big shoutout to the writer, Comfort Omovre—I’m in awe, for real. This was beyond just a love story; it was insightful and educative as well.

Another reminder that African literature is actually bae. 🤭


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