Unraveling my new reality
Start writing here…There are somethings our minds never prepare us for,we only unravel them during the experience like labor pains,no one can really describe it,and marriage.
Nothing in the world could have prepared Mia for her new reality,28yrs,five children,yes!! you heard me ,five!! and widowed.I was about to face the world alone,again,since i was seventeen years old.Or even the bitter treatment and cold shoulder i was about to receive from my in-laws,my whole world just crumbled in my very before.There was nothing to live for thought mia,as tears rolled down her eyes,she didn't even know where to start from.she recolates how she spent the better part of her marriage trying to convince her husband to convert his assets ,even just a few in her name,but like a giant pillar he never bulged,not even considered it."Men will always be men, stubborn" olivia chipped in, trying to pull me out of my thoughts.Oh yes! and we keep making excuses for them why they can never change.Olivia has been a pillar this couple of months, don't even know how I deserve her, considering I have not been much of a friend.Barely 48hrs following john's sudden demise and his brothers were already there to lay claims to everything we worked for." you know I have three sons with your brother" I said trying to remind them that my son's are entitled to these properties."Your children are far too young to manage these properties and we can't keep them in your possession,so we would be in control until they are of age" that was paul my late husband's eldest brother speaking.I was devastated,and my husband never even made a will.I sat there speechless, there were not even there to trade words with me,it would seem that our fate had already been decided.This is now my sad new reality,if only I had a job or a business.I had some money that I saved with my husband,only if I knew that his youngest brother was his next of kin and not me or any of my five kids,now the world had dealt me a bad hand."would you be joining us for lunch or you would just stand there" olivia inquired.I was standing at the dining room door,I don't even remember how I got there,I sighed and sat down, my children stare at me,I don't even remember the last time I hugged them or even smiled at them.i managed to give a forced smile at my twins,they are just two,I Wonder how they have been coping,even in school.my ada( first daughter) is the smartest kid I know, she's a very fast learner,even as a baby,very early with her teething,her first steps and speech.She is preparing for an entry exam into a prestigious high school of her dreams and I dont want anything to distract her, especially my sad demeanor,I don't need her to worry about me,I need to be strong,for us all.Oh how cruel It was to think there was nothing to live for when there is five reasons right before me,five innocent and adorable little beings that depend on me.I need to stop feeling sorry for myself and pick up the remaining pieces of my life and move on. dinner was over and olivia moved to clear the table but I stopped her in time,she had done enough,too much " I would pick up from here"in everything I thought,I need to give my children the life they were used to or even better,I need to provide for them but I didn't know how to start.Or didn't I?