Growing up for me was really tough but I knew that I had my Mum around me as a great source of inspiration and she tried everything in her power to ensure that my siblings and I had all that we needed. Mum would agree to sale her wrappers to ensure we got the quality education that she couldn’t have, her sacrificial spirit made me determine to make her proud against all odd. When she started complaining of beast lump, I really didn’t take it serious maybe because she would not want anything to come in-between our academic prowess. She managed the pains until it all became obvious and unbearable that she has breast cancer.
I suddenly got traumatized, I earnestly struggled to keep my hope alive and it got more difficult for me due to the fact that I had younger ones to look after.
Mum was bed-ridden for several months and we hawked on the streets you enable us carter for the medications we could afford. On the fateful morning of 27th August, I remembered cleaning her up and waving a good bye to her. She smiled back in the midst of her pains and I reminded her that I would make her proud. I got to class and kept smiling each time her face reflected, she was so beautiful to behold but that smile soon fade away.
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After trekking a reasonable distance to get home, I saw neighbors, well-wishers and nay-sayers look so sorrowful and a crowd gathering all speechless, I refused to belief whatever came to my mind, I remembered her beautiful smile and I raced towards the house leaving my siblings to catch up with me. As I approached the house, my fears became clearer and glaring at my face, I could her the whispers within my soul and just then I saw her carried out on a local bed, she was covered up with her wrapper, at ones, I felt like I had lost my tongue, my legs couldn’t carry me, I fell to the ground, I wept quietly and hopelessly. I felt my siblings hands wrapped all around me and at once, I knew that my dreams were about to be truncated. I cried my eyes out but she wasn’t coming back.
This might have happened many years ago but the memory remains evergreen. I really can’t imagine all I have been through with my siblings. Indeed Mother is gold. I fight so hard to bury this but the more I try, the more it lingers.
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