Dear MIMsters: I Hope Someone Is Encouraged By My Life Story Not To Give Up

I want to share my story today to encourage someone not to give up.

After the death of my father ten years ago, my mother, siblings and I suffered a lot in the hands of my uncles who took everything my father ever worked. They didn’t only take all that my parents worked for, t they also made us slaves in their houses and at the end, left us with nothing.

My mother woke up to the death of her husband on the April, 25, 2008. She was just a sit at home wife left with seven children to care for. She has no formal education, no established business, no vocational skills, or any acquired skills. There’s a life staring at her with seven children and with nothing to live on.

I’m the first born and was in the middle of writing my WAEC when my father died. The struggle started after I took so many jobs that I can’t list here. But believe me, I worked as house girl for many families. Some paid me N5k after two months, while some refused to pay me and I left. For some, their husbands tried to abuse me, while for some, it was their children.

In 2011, I met a Godsent guy who fell in love with me at a bank, where I went to look for a cleaning job. He came at the time when all hope seemed lost, when we slept hungry and woke up hungry. He came at the time my mum was working as a maid for some families who don’t pay her money . They pay with sand filled rice and oil only at the end of the month.

This guy was a destiny helper to me and family because he took responsibility of everything in my house, from feeding, school fees of my siblings, to my mum’s hospital bills because she’s been in and out of the hospital suffering from HBP. But that didn’t last because he died in 2014 in a road accident. But before his death, he was able to establish a small provision store for my mum and put me back in school to do my OND.

The business he funded for my mum couldn’t stand the test of time because it was our only source of income. Two of my siblings dropped out of school for me to finish my ND. I finished successfully but with a pass because I couldn’t concentrate on my books very well.

Thereafter, I managed to get a job which was paying me N50k with the pass that I got from the ND. Since then, God has been super faithful to us. My two siblings are done with their NDs but do not have jobs uptill now, but we are still believing God. I want to appreciate God for where he has brought us to, that despite the struggle we are still alive. I want to also thank God for the lives of women working out there to take care of children left under their care after the death of their husbands. May God continue to bless, strength and keep you all to eat the fruit of your labours. Can I please advice that no matter how rich your husband is, please get something doing because nobody knows tomorrow. God bless you Sirs and Mas.