I grew up to learn so many things from them. But when mummy died, the whole world came crashing.
As the only child, I didn’t have that freedom of going wherever I wanted, because I had to do everything in the house alone
Most times, my father would be alone all day, thinking about his late wife. Sometimes I would find him going through his photo book.
I watched his sad days and thought mummy was still around.
Daddy was deeply touched. Some days he would lock himself in his room and weep. How long would he continue like this?
Written BY:- © Ezekiel Umoren