《NGỌZI ( Blessing)》EUPHORIC Continuation...
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The festive were over and i traveled back to Cameroon with my daughter's leaving my son's behind with my brother.
Years earlier on and i birthed two more babies making it a total of six kids.
A handsome baby boy that i named Roland Amaechi meaning( who knows tomorrow ), and a
beautiful baby girl and my last baby as well that i named Ava Chichetaram ( meaning God remembered me).
After seven years of childless heaven smiled at me and blessed me with three boys and three girls, the best blessings of a marriage.
At the period when my fifth baby was born, i lost my father, it was a very challenging period for me because of how much i loved him and he loved me as well and how significant he was in my life.
My father's death left me shattered as of the time i was still trying to get to know my mother and to love her too.
The memories of his death didn't fade out until i gave birth to my last baby girl.
The timing of her birth was right and exactly what i needed to mentally tell my father farewell.
I held on to my children all through my years of marriage and no matter what Gozie did to me i never complained or felt pains because my children became my strength and happiness.
I made sure they never lacked anything as i sacrificed my life for theirs and most importantly i made sure they had the best education and saw to it that their grades in school were excellent.
Gozie on the other hand only showed a little concerned on the boys education and had no interest with the girls going to school since he did not believe in female education.
He even suggested that our daughters get married at the age of sixteen as they were women and were meant to be under a man.
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A suggestion i repudiated and took it upon myself to fund my daughter's education.
I did all this with so much pride and joy and today looking at my children am proud that i did not give up, am proud of the sacrifices i made because that is the joy of motherhood.
My children did not just make me happy and satisfied with their successful academic career and business life but they also made me a grandmother of beautiful baby boys and girls.
And a mother in-law to great and honorable men and women.
With how good everything turned out for me, it's safe to say that am reaping the fruit of my labor.
Something that would not have been possible if God had not stepped into my life.
My name is NGỌZI and this is my story.
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