I finally got round to writing the concluding part of this story. It took me about five months. lol. If you missed the first part, read it here . Enjoy!
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I just got back from school and I was surprised to find mum
at home. She was sat in the living room, watching TV. The thing is my mum is
hardly ever at home, how much more on a week day when she should be at work
with her ‘manager’. Here I am, just sat in the study pretending to do my
homework, but I’m very restless. I have this burning urge to go speak to mum
about everything that’s been going on in this place we call home. I just don’t
know what to say to her. I’m petrified. Should I? Should I not? What if she
snaps? She always does. She has the worst mood swings. But what have I to lose?
I’ll do it.
Me: hey mummy, can I
talk to you?
Mum: Yes sweets, of course you can.
Wow, I did not see that coming; such a warm reception. It’s not like we don’t have our good moments, we do but it’s such a rarity.
Me: mum, you know I love you very much? I really do
Mum: Ye...yes and I love you too, you know that right?
Me: Yes, I do but I’m hurting mum, I am. Do you not see that? There is no joy in this house. As hard as it is to say this, I hate it here. Do you know how many times I’ve thought about ending my own life? I still thought about it on Saturday. You and dad are always at arguing, why? I’m so tired of it. Don’t you love him? Did he do something to you?
Mum: Yes sweets, of course you can.
Wow, I did not see that coming; such a warm reception. It’s not like we don’t have our good moments, we do but it’s such a rarity.
Me: mum, you know I love you very much? I really do
Mum: Ye...yes and I love you too, you know that right?
Me: Yes, I do but I’m hurting mum, I am. Do you not see that? There is no joy in this house. As hard as it is to say this, I hate it here. Do you know how many times I’ve thought about ending my own life? I still thought about it on Saturday. You and dad are always at arguing, why? I’m so tired of it. Don’t you love him? Did he do something to you?
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All the while, my mum had her eyes fixed on the TV. It was a bit annoying
at first, but I just decided to talk anyway. One way or the other, my words
would filter into her ears. She turned to me for a split second, it was then I
noticed tears welling up in her eyes. I stopped speaking and just watched her.
She had her face towards the TV again and trying to stop the tears, albeit
unsuccessfully. I instinctively moved closed her to her and wrapped my tiny,
long hands around her. We both stayed that way for what felt like a good five
minutes. At this point, the tears were flowing freely from my eyes too. I tried
to stop it, I didn’t want her to see me crying. I wanted to be strong for her,
but I couldn’t hold it in any longer. The waterworks increased. She let go of
me and opened her mouth to speak again.
Mum: You asked if he hurt me? Well, not him personally, I think I Just took it
out on him. Just before I married your dad, I was heart-broken. I had been with
another guy for six good years and out of the blues, he wakes up and decides to
break the relationship. I was shattered. I had no idea why. My self-esteem took
a nosedive. I felt completely alone. A few months after the break-up, I met
your dad. He was so sweet to him, truth is, he still is. I liked him a great
deal, but I don’t think I loved him. Or should I say I just never gave myself
the opportunity to love him. I was still pinning over my ex.
She stopped talking all of a sudden, as though she just realised something.
Mum: I can’t believe I’m telling you all these. You’re too young, I’m really
sorry. I don’t want to bothe...
I cut her off before she could finish.
Me: Mum, it’s okay. I’m not complaining. Please talk to me. I’m thirteen next
month anyway, I’m almost an adult.
She laughed slightly and began to speak again.
Mum: The truth is I married your dad because I didn’t want to feel left out. I
wasn’t getting any younger. Most of my friends were already having kids and
there I was depressed and lonely. I didn’t want to be single too. I thought
marriage would automatically take away the loneliness, but it didn’t. I brought all these baggage and hurt from my
previous relationship into this marriage and took out my frustrations on your
dad. I’ve done things I’m not proud of,
I’ve deliberately tried to hurt him, just so he could divorce me and
maybe I would find some sort of completeness with another man, but he just
wouldn’t leave. He has stuck around for 14 good years!
Me: He’s really a good man, mum. Why don’t you give this marriage a chance? Do
you really think you would find this completeness in another man?
Mum: That’s the weird thing, I just feel like this void and emptiness in my
heart cannot be filled by any man. It feels like it’s so deep that no man can
really fill. I don’t know sweetie, I just want more.
Me: Mum, I think Jesus might be the answer. I’ve never really believed much in
this Christianity thing but, I’m beginning to think there really might be a
God. Just three weeks ago, my Sunday school teacher talked about praying to God
to change the heart of our loved ones and I’ve been praying for you every day
since then. And look at what’s happening? Maybe we really should give this God
a try, what do you think?
Just then, we both turned towards the TV as the words from the advert filtered
into the living room. “Are you feeling
like your life is a mess? Do you have a void so deep that you wonder what can
fill it? Are you unsure of the existence of God ? Why not buy Gabriel
Witherspoon’s new book and get answers to all these questions.....give Jesus a
try today”. The advert ended.
Right there and then, mum and I surrendered our lives to God. There were no fireworks or thunderstorm as we
did that, there was no voice that was calling out our names, but there was a
peace that instantly filled our hearts.
It’s amazing how much our lives have been transformed since
then and even more evident is the joy in our home. Now, I can confidently say I
have the best and most loving parents in the world.
Wow! Touching write up.. Keep it up dear..
ReplyDeleteThank you Seyi :)
ReplyDeletegreat work dear. thumbs up
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