Inspired by one of my favorite bloggers LondonBuki, this is my second Mummy Sunday post!!! I dedicate it to LondonBuki’s mom who is recovering by God’s grace. My mom has been through so much, and in telling her story, I hope to learn from her mistakes and successes. I hope others are similarly inspired. God Bless All Mothers… They Make It Possible…!!!
I’m Sorry Uncle
Uncle I’m sorry that I didn’t listen.
I’m sorry that I rushed into it:
I know I was supposed to marry DK who was nice, down-to-earth, respectful and from a good family. I sort of liked him…. But then ‘Papa Overwhelmed’ came along; I almost didn’t stand a chance. He was just so charming, handsome, tall and intelligent. He was every girl’s dream man. All that and he ‘loved’ me!!! I resisted initially, but he was a pretty determined man if there ever was one. He just wouldn’t give up… he pretty much redoubled his efforts to win me over the more I shot him down; I eventually gave in.
We dated for a while, but he just wanted us to get married cos he’d ‘found what he’d been looking for all his life’. He had fallen in love with me, as I had with him.
I was glad you liked him uncle… My friends liked him too… though he did flirt a bit too much with them.
One of the happiest days of my life was when you gave me away to him in marriage cos my parents were in
When they eventually met and fell in love with him the day we traveled back to
Life was a honeymoon… For a few months, love sang to us, played with us, tucked us away from the world outside and our souls were content with the music it made with us.
Then Reality Came Knocking:
He was so put together
What a façade
He was a lawyer
A smart, scheming and deceitful one
He was a diplomat
Lies! Lies!! Lies!!!
I found out he had lied to me about so much during our courtship… but I was 22 years old to his 30… so naïve and trusting.
Love blinds you to lies
I know you were livid cos you had let him marry me on the condition that he’d protect and build a home with me
The very foundation of our marriage was built on shaky ground!
Uncle I’m sorry that when I found out he had lied, I didn’t leave immediately like you said
Uncle I’m sorry that I had to go through pain… so much pain before I learnt the lesson you’d been trying to teach me all along
I’m sorry that when you continually insulted and belittled him, I cut you off from my life
I’m sorry that you never saw my kids after they left
I’m sorry that they never got to know their amazingly kind and loving uncle
I’m sorry that you’re just a story to them now
I’m sorry that even after I divorced him, I was too ashamed to come back to you and say sorry.
I’m sorry for all the lost years
Uncle I’m sorry that I only got the courage to apologize one year before you died
Uncle I’m sorry that you’re dead
But I’m glad you got to hear my apology before you passed away:
I love you Uncle and I’m so sorry