The Story Of A Lonely Mother

Her children have deserted her. Like their father, she no longer has contact with her them.

I would like to tell a story of a single mother who happens to be my friend. I was raised by a single mother so it always pulls me closer to them because I know what they go through. My friend Julia got married when she was eighteen years old to a man of 30 years.

Shortly after they began their married life together she found out that she was expecting a baby. Then, after nine month of expectation and preparation. She received sad news that the baby she had carried and prayed for was dead. Julia and the husband reacted differently to this tragedy.

Two years later after what had happened her and the husband were given a healthy baby boy, after nine months later they got another. Although this couple was blessed with children, their marriage was on a different rock.

My friend was doing everything she could for her children’s sake to hold her family together. Two years later she found out that she was expecting again, a child her husband never wanted. But she held on, so determined to accept this child as the gift from God. She was given a beautiful bouncing baby girl.

Some month after her daughter was born, her husband left and decided to divorce. In three years later he disappeared from their lives completely. Abandoned with no support and financial aid, she made sure to locate her ex husband, hoping that he would want to be part of his children’s lives.

Unfortunately these inquiries led another tragedy when she was told that her children’s father was dead. She was now left to raise her children alone, but she had to find away to help her children.

With no qualifications to her name and no family members in the nearby to help her practically, she found hard time looking for a job and more so no one was there to look after her kids when they needed help. She relied on relatives, begging for survival.

Having to humble herself to ask for help or depriving herself to make sure there was always enough for her children. A few years later she decided to move with her children back to the village, she found that, after four years that her ex husband was very much alive and living across the trading center from them. She again put her strength and courage and contacted him in hopes that he would want to see his children. He did not bother, she gave up on him.

Julia told me as her children began entering their teens things and worsened. She was subjected to bitter heartache as her sons showed emotional and social scars of their fathers abandonment. But she never stopped to fight for her children, never stopped praying and never stopped loving.

Through every situation and challenges she held on her faith, her firm trust and promise in God. She fought so hard to instill in her children the values and morals her own children had lacked. She gave her children strength and support to see them through.

Her children are all in their twenties and have gone their ways. She no longer has contact with her children. That’s the way it turned out like their father. Yes, she got disappointed but she says her motherly love will live on and she will never give up on them.

Dear mothers never stop praying and hoping. And they will always remember her love and the endless self sacrifice she endured for them. They will appreciate it one day. Mothers out there never stop hoping one day your children will appreciate gift that they have in their mothers.