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If I were writing about a prompt like this a few years ago I would have felt so much pain and anger in me but thanks for growth, development and the ability to let go not from the place of regrets but from the place of love and understanding.
Truly, not everyone we lose is a loss, atimes, some of them step aside so we can grow. Though we need to take some loss as an advantage to grow. Take the school setting for example, you will get promoted to another class only when those in that class get promoted to another one. I take the loss I will be writing about today to be that way.
The bond I shared with my father when he was alive was not a child's play. You know that kind of bound that makes your mum question her place in a child's heart. He was my go to person for anything and everything but along the line something happened.
My hero became sick. He was so sick that he could barely walk around or do anything by himself. It got to a stage that he could no longer make it to his office and he had to survive on what the children were able to gather and send to him.
The sickness was not due old age, it was a sickness I may discuss in the future. At a time, his career had to take a break so I took charge of his care for a while. It was that period I knew the pain he was going through. When he eventually passed I was pained and bittered for a long time.
Along the line, I got clarity on a lot of things. Few of them was that his death made me to grow up and be there for my siblings as the eldest, his death made me to understand the true worth and behaviour of our uncles and aunts,, it was then I also knew that if he had not passed while he did, we might experience unimaginable pain.
The pain would have been from being sick and bed ridden on his part and lack of rest from trying to work twice as hard as we used to in other to be able to raise funds for his treatment and lack of savings. We might even have to borrow. But his death became inconvenient but favourable to us.
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