Hi everyone. My name is Jessica and my username on hive is 
Today I would like to take part in one of the contests in the ladies of hive community.
We all cannot deny the fact that when we are alone even for a second our brain becomes flooded with thoughts. When that happens, we become confused and lost and it sometimes leads to headache.
Growing up I was not close to my mom. Because she used to beat me up a lot. I feared her. Also, my sister did not grow up with us, so I was also not close to her. Just my dad and brothers. I am one of those kids who likes to be alone deep in their thoughts and not like disturbance.
My mom and I started to be close when I went to senior high school and that is how come I started to open up to her. Currently I am in the university in Tamale, and she is in Accra.
She has thought me a great deal of things and till now that is what keeps me going. Before I left to school, she gave me a lot of advice.
- Make good friends
- Always try your best to study hard. But do not push yourself too far
- Be content with what you have. Do not envy what others have.
With this advice I came to school. It hasn’t been easy because hardship is something we all cannot ran away from. There are times where I just want to give up because I feel like I cannot take it anymore. I feel like the burden is just too much on me. But then I remember the words of my mother. I remember the joy on her face seeing me in school and hearing her tell me she cannot wait to come to my graduation, I overcome all those.
There was a time in level 100 we wrote one paper, and I came out with a down face. Immediately I got to the hostel I started crying. I felt I had let my parents down. I felt I had wasted their money and didn’t study well. I cried till my head ached and I was still crying. My roommates tried to calm me down, but I was still crying. Then I sat down there thinking, would my mom be happy seeing me cry like this. She told me not to worry but to do my best. If this is the best I can do then that is it. I remember her telling me that life doesn’t always go the way we want. Definitely we would hit rock bottom but when that happens all you have to do is get up, brush up the dust and continue to move on. By doing that can we progress in life but if we allow ourselves to continue to be on the ground then others will step over us and proceed whiles we are still there.
With this thought, I wiped my tears and told myself, its not too late. There is always a next time and that next time I will be prepared.
Thanks for stopping by. Have a great day. Bye!