Growing up have seen my mum go through many hard days just to give us a comfortable life. She is a strong woman, a woman with a great big compassionate heart, giving all she have to give others a good life while she is going through stress herself.
As a kid, we didn't know my mum takes care of the bill, she goes out very early in the morning to return very late in the night only to meet a dunkard husband who dirties the house with his vomit of palm wine, she not minding will cook, clean the house that night and then rest for a while to start again by 5am. So after my secondary, i discovered my mums takes care of all the bills at home including our school fees, food and clothing, it wasn't easy for her but she was not complaining, she even keep it away from us.
Taking care of seven children alone when your husband is around spending his money on other women outside is really heartbreaking.
My mum knows about her husband unfaithfullness, most times she sees him with the ladies she knows but will never for once confront the husband about it, and now when we ask her, she will always tell us she needs peace in her home, But where is the peace here.
Any day my dad comes home with anger, we know there will be fire on the mountain, we will all run to one corner and mind our business but my mum will be ready to take every anger unleashed upon her even if he curses her and even beat her, she will never talk back at her husband.
Growing up in a home like this, it was sad for us, personally i promise myself to make my mom proud and give her a soft life, so when i started University, i took it seriously, i was very much ready to be my best girl for my mom, i wanted to be rich, famous, to make my mum very proud and provide evetything she needs. So after school, i gave her my first salary when i started work and diring my NYSC days i make sure i send her money every week, i didn't want to hear her complain about anything but soon life happened and boom i got married.
Not that i don't take care of my mum, i do but not as i have planned, seeing her complain about her needs and i cant meet it makes me so sad.
The fact that i couldn't do anything about it even when i could freely talk to my dad to stop maltreating her and now i still can't be of help to her emotional, physically, and financially. It is still very sad to me and i feel so depressed everyday knowing she is still going through stree in my watch.
I wished i could turn back the time of life, there are so many things i would have done differently, sincerely i hate the fact that i can't help meet my mums need. I make sure i call her everyday, i rather stay hungry but make sure my mum feeds well.
She has gone through a lot and my promise still stsnds to give her everything she needs in life and makes life soft for her.
