This is a story
from a very depressed woman who needs an advice.
I am 40
years old this year, I am a beautiful, intelligent but lonely woman. I was
17years old when I got admission into the university, and in my second year, I met a guy, we dated for
about 4months and I got pregnant, when I got pregnant, I told my boyfriend and
he denied impregnating me, he said we had only dated for 4months and that I was
trying to trap him down with pregnancy which he was not ready for. With the
support of my parents, I kept the pregnancy and had my baby girl, my daughter
grew up into a beautiful woman.
The whole
problem started when my daughter was 22 years old daughter. One day she called
me to say she is bringing her fiancé home in 2days time, that he had proposed
to marry her and she accepted. I was so happy to see my daughter achieve what I
couldn’t achieve all though my youthful age.
When my
daughter and her fiancé came home two days later, I was so dumb founded. My daughter
came home with this cute, tall, dark and lovable guy, when he smiled, I almost
melted. Immediately my heart loved him and I knew there was problem. I took
them both inside and we got talking, they said they’ve made arrangements for
the wedding to come up in 2weeks time. And I was like, why the rush, and they
told me my daughter was already pregnant and they just needed to do everything fast.
After my
daughter and her fiancé left, I kept thinking about this guy, what it will be
like having him all to myself but then I also thought about my daughters
feelings and how its going to hurt her if I make any crazy move at the guy and I
don’t ever want to hurt my daughter for any reason so i thought the only way I was
going to kill that feeling was to avoid seeing the guy.
After the
wedding, I kept a very far distance from my daughter and her husband, I only go
to see her when its was necessary and when the husband isn’t around. And we
continued like that until 8months later when I got a call from my son-inlaw
telling me my daughter was in labour and he was taking her to the hospital. Immediately
I left all I was doing and starting
driving down to the hospital. While I was
driving I started wondering what it will be like going to live in my daughter’s
house for the Omugwo thing. Seeing her husband everyday and living with him in
the same house. I was just praying in my heart that nothing will go wrong
between us and then I got to the hospital and met him(my inlaw) sitting down,
asked him how the labour started and he got talking. While we were there
waiting, the doctor came out and gave us the worse news of my life that my
daughter is dead, that she lost a lot of blood but she gave birth to a baby
girl and the baby is alive. O’ MY GOD. It
was the worse moment I ever had. I cried and cried my heart out.
Its been like
1 year and 9 months since my daughter died and I have been living with my
son-inlaw ever since to be able to take care of my little grand daughter . the
feelings I have for my son-inlaw just keeps increasing as the day goes by but I
don’t know how to start to let him know how am feeling. Ever since my daughter
died he has neva been with another woman.
Now my concern
is if another woman comes into this house, she might not be able to take care
of my grand daughter the way I will.
That’s why
am asking this question should I tell my son-inlaw about how I feel or let him move on with his life
and bring in another woman who might maltreat my daughter’s child?
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