I was in a hurry to leave the house finally cause I couldn't stand her sight a little second more. Our school bus was already honking angrily outside for me that cold Monday morning. I sped off outside the door and immediately into d bus without a second look at my mom even though I knew she would be outside waving at me as usual, something that has turned into a habit for the past five years.
As our first class was going on, I couldn't concentrate cause the weather was cold so I drifted off to sleep. All of a sudden the classroom became noisy so I was forced to wake up. I was shocked at what I saw, my mom was in my school,in my class. My classmates where all afraid and started shouting. My teacher went close and asked her who she was looking for. She said she was looking for her child and started walking towards me. I was ashamed so I shouted like my other classmates for her to move away from me in pretence of not knowing her. My mom bowed her head in shame and walked out of my class. She had come to give me my coat that I forgot that morning as I was hurrying off.
Days turned to weeks, to months and everyday I never stopped counting down to the day I'll finally leave my house and especially my mom.
I was now all grown, had my own house and family. One day I was sitting outside my house and I heard a knock on my gate. I asked my child to go and check who was at the gate. He came back screaming "daddy a mad woman is at the gate" I quickly rushed towards the gate and chased the woman away.
I knew who she was. She was my one eyed mom.
Some few months later I got a message from my uncles that my mom was dead. I was angry and told them to do whatever the wanted with her dead body .The later told me she left a letter for me that it's very important I fulfilled my moms last wish.
I couldn't believe what I was seeing, I wept till my tear glands could produce no more tears. I wished the ground could open and swallow me up. I cursed myself ten times over and more. All this I felt after reading my moms letter which read thus :
"my dear son. I'm sorry for all the shame and embarrassments you must have felt because of my eye but despite that know I still loved u.
When you were still a toddler you liked playing with sticks a lot that when they where collected from you you will cry your heart out. So one day as u were playing with stick as usual, you mistakenly used it on your eye and one of your eyes got damaged. I couldn't live with that.
I was left with no other option than to give up mine so that through you I can see the world clearly. My son, that's how I lost one of my eye. Sorry I didn't tell you this. Take care of yourself and don't regret your actions so much. I'll always love you no matter what. "
"I'm sorry mom" that's all I kept shouting and saying .
She loved me and I knew that.
She gave her eye to me, what more can a mom do.
She made sure I got the best but I didn't care about that.
She did all I asked for and more
But she only asked for one thing, for me to love her the way she was.
I failed my mom
I failed the woman that brought me into the word.
