Relationship IV, Contributed By @Olawalium
…continued… from part 1 and part 2 and part 3
I read a joke few years back about a mother. She called her daughter and the daughter said, ”Mum, I am busy. I will have to call you back” and the mother responded, ”I wasn’t too busy to give birth to you 26 years ago”. We often feel they should stay on their lane and we should get on with our lives but the truth is, we will always miss them when they are gone. We feel they won’t go, or better still we never imagined they would go and we feel we will always have that time to catch up with them but they usually leave at a time we least expected.
I wasn’t so close to my mum but I really adore her. She did lot of stuff for me and I wondered where she got her strength from. She is always working and she always wants to be busy. I miss that woman. I never thought she would leave so soon and I felt I can always catch up with her later and make up for lost time. I was very close to dad and I tell him stuffs. He has even helped me deliver a love letter to my then girlfriend who lived just across our house when he came to visit me in School.
Dad left and we were still picking up the pieces together and still trying to push our lives forward. I now have all the time in the world to pamper my mum and at least to make her laugh. It breaks my heart to know I was unable to. I thought there would be time but there wasn’t. She died three years after Dad and in those 3 years, I wasn’t really at home and mobile phone just started becoming a thing and still expensive.
I was in school and immediately I finished school, it wasn’t up to 2 months I went for service year. I came back from service year and I got a teaching job. I was just 15 days into the teaching job when she passed away too. I was ripped apart. Whaaaat? How am I supposed to take care of her, pamper her and even make up for the lost time now? That time has gone and never to come back. I am not left to hold on to memories; just memories. If I could turn back the hands of time; then she would be standing next to me.
…to be continued…
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