ADIUE
One painful thing about death is, it doesn't wait for you to say your goodbyes. It sneaks in and snatches life while leaving the bereaved confused. March 7th 2018, if only I knew better, I would have understood that the "thank you" she muttered severally with the sorry look was her way of saying goodbye my child. It must have been difficult for her, I cannot begin to imagine how she felt. What she wanted to say that I didn't let her say. I told her to rest, to get some rest, but she took it personal and rested in peace on the 8th. But I didn't know. How could I have known. Perhaps that was her way of saying the things she couldn't bring herself to say. Maybe she knew something I didn't. Possibly, in that moment, she was already preparing to leave while I was still holding on to the belief that there would be more time. There had to be, I prayed, cried, fasted and believed there was more time. Unfortunately, there wasn't. And that is one of the cruel...