Rebuilding the Shattered Platter of Gold

What are Struggles of Life..? I didn't know such could happen to people before because there was nothing for me to worry about.
My Mum makes sure I take Breakfast before going to school and sometimes I use to have a clue about what she's cooking in the afternoon, if its one of those meals I love so much, walking back home through the shortcut from my school to my house use to be very amazing and Lovely, I will joyfully make alot of noise with friends while coming home because of the excitement of coming to meet delicious meal at home. Here I am just trying to tell you how less I know problems could exist or hit someone in Life, I grew up not knowing inner part of Life. There was always food on the table to eat in the morning, afternoon and evening sometimes in the night too. Everything I needed was on a platter of gold, Dad will buy me clothes mum they give me money to go to school with even after eating at home,Life was full of pleasantries until something happened.

Mum's pregnancy was due for delivery and all the necessary stuffs were put together and taken to the hospital, labour caught her up in the kitchen after she has prepared soup and almost done with the corn meal, our aunt completed the food and my little self ran to the kitchen and fetch to my satisfaction. We all ate mummy's food while she is in the hospital. The place was turning dark already but no trace that mum and dad and the people that followed them to hospital are coming back. We locked the doors at home waiting for the new member of the family to arrive and we all fell asleep. I started hearing a loud cry at the door, it was my aunt, Aunty what happened why are you crying and shouting this middle of the night? Your Mum is No more see said.
I lost mum around 2am, the news came with a lot of fright and shock enough to pull out my heart off my chest the little me ran to the hospital that night crying and weeping that the doctor should show me my mother, my heart was broken and to be frank it breaks each time I reflect the story.
I would have to cut my story short. Later the next year I Lost Dad too, which pulled up the man in me, I didn't know I could cater for myself at this tender age, I never knew I would face life challenges to this critical level I am, the platter of gold was Shattered, there wasn't anyone to cook three square meal, everybody is also crying they need money, no body is ready to assist,the few people that said they will stand by us later sat down lols😀, life hit us differently but most importantly, I refused to be an orphan, I continued striving and adapting to the new unmerited lifestyle.
Amongst all the people that came to console I and my brothers I could pick just an advice from all that till date it's fresh in my memory.

Thank you

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