Growing up without a father was enough pain for me as a child. I have always wondered how my life would have been if I had a father that provides everything for me, plays with me, call me different pet names and sometimes take me to school. I never got that opportunity in life. This is what I never wished any child.
This image belongs to me.
Children deserves to grow alongside their mon and dad. Because each of them have their different roles in the growth of that child. This is what I never knew how it looks like. But all glory to God that I have come of age and let go of all that pain. But I have a secret that I want to share with the house. This secret I find it very difficult to share with others. Is not because I did something very bad. But because I discovered something off about my existence and since then I held it to mt chest and decide that it will just remain the way I met it. Let's know what it is.
When I was about ten years old I had a little fight with my uncle's son who was almost my mate. This boy openly told me that I had no father. He said that even his father's brother who was late and I thought is my father had already died before my mother took in with me. This issue came out when we had issues as kids and he said that to get back at me. I was confused because I have never had that word from my mother or even my siblings. He told me to go and ask my mother if I think he is lying. I only went in and cried and I never had the courage to ask my mother until she died. Today I have carried this pain in my heart and it has been one of my secret, but I never allowed it describe me or take my happiness away. Even though it hurts, yet I have moved on from it and today I am letting it out.
I am inviting 
