There are times in a person's life when it feels like the world have come to pass. That feeling like there's nothing left to live for.
This week's #weekend-engagement reminded me of that day again. The day I still wish I have the power to change.
If I have the power to fast forward a particular year or time of the year, I wouldn't have hesitated to fast forward Friday 30th October 2015.
Funny enough, that year should have been a year to be proud of. As it was the year I became a secondary school graduate. But that time of the year changed everything to bitterness.
I was a proud foster mother to a lovely daughter until the cold hands of death decided to pay a visit to my doorstep that morning.
I was preparing to relocate to another state.
Coming out from the bathroom, I went in to carry "Ihem" (that's what I fondly called her) to give her a bath, I thought she suddenly fell asleep. With a clear heart, I just carried her and started bathing her, it was moments later when she didn't jerk at the touch of water that I knew something is definitely wrong with her.
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Bitterly, that was the end of my daughter. I waited for her to wake up the next minute, hour, day, till date, but she didn't.
I went to her grave everyday, crying and waited for her to hear me and just come back to me. But unfortunately, it never happened.
What still baffles me is that I can't even give an accurate account of what happened to my healthy daughter just within the space of ten minutes I left her to the bathroom.
I wish that day never came. I wish the 2015 calender didn't have 15th October. I wish that day never existed.
But, it's above my power to detect what happens and when.