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The agony of a mother
#MothersDayStory
The time had come to start my journey. I leaned out of the window, waving as long as I could while she disappeared into the distance..
I could feel her pains,her agony and the tears that was hidden in her eyes as she fought it hard to let them drop.
My heart was heavy like a stone, my feet glued to the floor and I couldn't utter a word ....I continued to wave in oblivion hoping that somehow mama might change her mind.
Yes! it was a tough decision for my mama to make,to leave her kids and go to a place she was unsure of but we knew then that that was the best for her.
Since I was 5 years old,I have never seen my mama happy and relaxed. She has always struggled to stay with my dad who has never been a good husband to her.
My parents had been married for 5 years before I was born. They were in love before they got married but after about two years into their being married, things began to fall apart because no child was forth coming.
My grandmother became a strong force standing on their way and causing a hell of trouble for my mama.
She would constantly call my mama barren and asked my dad to go get another wife who would give her grand children. She did all she could to create a rift between my papa and mama until they became like cats and dogs.
"The worst happened one evening when your father came back from work and standing behind him was a pregnant woman who he introduced as his new wife. I was shocked and devastated" said my mum with tears as she narrated the incidence to me.
"That night I didn't sleep all through crying and asking God to give me a child so that I will not have to live with the shame of being called barren."
And according to mama,two weeks later,she fell sick and found out she was pregnant and her joy knew no bounds though that didn't change the ill treatment papa and grandmama were giving her. She was made to serve the second wife and pamper her till she delivered while nobody cared for her.
Finally when she gave birth to me, she decided to live her life as though she has no husband because papa wasn't taking care of her and the me.
She struggled day and night to tmake sure I was well fed and in good health.
Two years later she gave birth to my younger sister and her troubles doubled. She had to take care of herself and her two kids.
She did all manner of menial jobs just to feed and cloth us.
Papa became more hostile by the day and would hit her at any little provocation. I could remember my mama in those those crying as she ran out of the house to our neighbour's for shelter.
On several occasions mama had decided to run away with us but the thought of where to go to with two kids without much money kept her back.
"I tried to endure all the ill treatment because of you and your sister Amah ," she said. " I wanted you to be big enough to take care of your sister while am gone ," she said with tears.
So mana kept suffering and enduring all the wicked treatment meted to her by my Papa and grandma.
Now I just turned eighteen and my sister sixteen and she decided to go for good before Papa will kill her .
He had called us the night before she left to tell us everything she has passed through and now its the right time to leave and start a new life again.
"I need you two to take care of yourselves and watch each others back OK?" do not worry yourselves about me,I would be fine and will definitely check up on you till I am settled to come for you guys."
And the next morning, she packed all her things and started out the journey to a new phase of her life. I held my sister and reassured her that we would be fine.
From then we promised ourselves to do our best and make it in life so that we could take care of mama.
It was our new reality and we had to embrace it. We finally finished our university education, got good jobs and we went and brought mama back to stay with us. We took care of her till Amah got married and she decided to take mama with her. We made her forgot all her pains and sorrows she suffered in the past.
To our mama....you are the best and we will never forget your labour of love. God bless you now and always.
Happy mother's day.
Amyinspires.
The time had come to start my journey. I leaned out of the window, waving as long as I could while she disappeared into the distance..
I could feel her pains,her agony and the tears that was hidden in her eyes as she fought it hard to let them drop.
My heart was heavy like a stone, my feet glued to the floor and I couldn't utter a word ....I continued to wave in oblivion hoping that somehow mama might change her mind.
Yes! it was a tough decision for my mama to make,to leave her kids and go to a place she was unsure of but we knew then that that was the best for her.
Since I was 5 years old,I have never seen my mama happy and relaxed. She has always struggled to stay with my dad who has never been a good husband to her.
My parents had been married for 5 years before I was born. They were in love before they got married but after about two years into their being married, things began to fall apart because no child was forth coming.
My grandmother became a strong force standing on their way and causing a hell of trouble for my mama.
She would constantly call my mama barren and asked my dad to go get another wife who would give her grand children. She did all she could to create a rift between my papa and mama until they became like cats and dogs.
"The worst happened one evening when your father came back from work and standing behind him was a pregnant woman who he introduced as his new wife. I was shocked and devastated" said my mum with tears as she narrated the incidence to me.
"That night I didn't sleep all through crying and asking God to give me a child so that I will not have to live with the shame of being called barren."
And according to mama,two weeks later,she fell sick and found out she was pregnant and her joy knew no bounds though that didn't change the ill treatment papa and grandmama were giving her. She was made to serve the second wife and pamper her till she delivered while nobody cared for her.
Finally when she gave birth to me, she decided to live her life as though she has no husband because papa wasn't taking care of her and the me.
She struggled day and night to tmake sure I was well fed and in good health.
Two years later she gave birth to my younger sister and her troubles doubled. She had to take care of herself and her two kids.
She did all manner of menial jobs just to feed and cloth us.
Papa became more hostile by the day and would hit her at any little provocation. I could remember my mama in those those crying as she ran out of the house to our neighbour's for shelter.
On several occasions mama had decided to run away with us but the thought of where to go to with two kids without much money kept her back.
"I tried to endure all the ill treatment because of you and your sister Amah ," she said. " I wanted you to be big enough to take care of your sister while am gone ," she said with tears.
So mana kept suffering and enduring all the wicked treatment meted to her by my Papa and grandma.
Now I just turned eighteen and my sister sixteen and she decided to go for good before Papa will kill her .
He had called us the night before she left to tell us everything she has passed through and now its the right time to leave and start a new life again.
"I need you two to take care of yourselves and watch each others back OK?" do not worry yourselves about me,I would be fine and will definitely check up on you till I am settled to come for you guys."
And the next morning, she packed all her things and started out the journey to a new phase of her life. I held my sister and reassured her that we would be fine.
From then we promised ourselves to do our best and make it in life so that we could take care of mama.
It was our new reality and we had to embrace it. We finally finished our university education, got good jobs and we went and brought mama back to stay with us. We took care of her till Amah got married and she decided to take mama with her. We made her forgot all her pains and sorrows she suffered in the past.
To our mama....you are the best and we will never forget your labour of love. God bless you now and always.
Happy mother's day.
Amyinspires.
