03/08/2020
How I felt she was going to depart?
It was Monday, a certain month in the year of 2002 when I was running the water preparing to bath. This was during the early years of university, which is where I stopped for some years before I made an attempt to continue...without success.
So, as I was running the water in the bath tub I had a unexplainable sensation that my mother, who had been ill for quite some time (tuberculoses) was going to depart from this earth. The more I tried to ignore this feeling, the louder it got...
I burst out in tears, shouting; no, she can’t...she can’t die now, not now...no...no...no! This continued on till I went to bed....feeling depressed. Tuesday again, same thing happened. Since Monday I did not go to check on my mother who was living a few blocks away from my rented flat. I resisted going as I was scared that I might hear the sensation even more when I see her. Being a person that I was (am), I wasn’t going to break down in front of my mom who is sick. I felt like I had to be strong for her, for everybody...yet I was the youngest of the 4 living children she had.
Then on Wednesday I finally got myself to go, still with a hunch that some bad new are coming. Walking up the street I saw no colour, everything was just black and white...I knew deep down that I should expect the worse.
I got to her place, the looks on my young nieces and nephews faces who were sitting on the staircases said it all...😭😭😭. She was gone, she had finally given in😭😭😭. Of the elders that were there, no one was able to look me in the face. I was the only child that was still dependent on her, for everything 😭.
Without a word, I went to her bedroom...looked at her for the very last time. Just laying there, feeling helpless. I could sense the sadness of her spirit even though it had parted from her body.
That was the beginning of extreme hardships that followed, most of which I’m still recovering from. My whole world was turned upside down, literally...
The beginning.