On the picture as seen is my late dad and mum. They were both role model to marriage life, till an unknown force pulled them apart.
My dad was, a very caring and loving father to us all. God blessed them with 4 of us. 3 girls and a boy.
But, an unknown force pulled them apart bit by bit till 2008 when my dad completely left us and of course to my mum who struggled to survive with us by selling food stuffs at the Bamenda Food market.
Embarrassing as it was, when my dad left us, things were so hard that all of us couldn't go to school due to limited fun. At that tender age I joined my mum to sell at the food market so my elder sister could go to school. We worked as a team, cryed together when hardship slapped us hard and hard.
Any time when I looked at friends, neighbors children talking about their father, i cryed hoping someday my father turns home.
But up to 2016 when my dad died, he didn't give us the comfort and treat. Really can't say what force took my dad out leaving my mum to suffer this much.
The burden and pain is just too much