It all started with a few Facebook posts in the year 2013 or so. Although earlier we knew each other by face as classmates, she (her name hidden intentionally) and I became friends through responding to each other’s posts.
Soon I had created a Facebook post about my best friends but didn’t include her name. In our next chat session, I realised I had probably made a blunder. She is a gem of a person and she was expecting to see her name on the list of my best friends. I was convinced that she was indeed one of them, and hence I quickly created another post correcting my mistake. Of course, it mattered to both of us.
Fast forward to the current year.
She lost her beloved husband to the pandemic last year. She fought her hardest possible until his last breath, so that she could save him. It was even worse because of the fact that her second child was not even one month old when this happened, the first child being just a little more than 4 years old.
Of course, she was shattered, and it took her a long time to collect herself. Lacking any sort of support from her in-laws’ place, she had to go back to her mayeka and almost depend emotionally (not financially) on her people until she got employed. She had to switch her professional area of expertise, given the circumstances, and take up an MNC job in a completely different field.
Her strong faith in God amazes me sometimes. The way she still believes in His power and miracles is worth mentioning. According to her, God keeps reminding her of His existence through various incidents now and then. The reason why she ceases to stop believing in miracles.
Even in one of her worst life phases, she firmly opines that one day everything will come on track. This doesn’t mean the departed soul will come back. But she will probably look back one day and realise she raised her children well.
What keeps her going is Hope. She hopes that one day she will be convinced that she has always given her best to be a great mother. As she puts it, ‘when at some point in life, all the doors seem shut, then hope is the key that opens the right one’.
Her kids and maternal family are her sources of strength. And she shares her heart-outs with close friends. Even in one of the sharpest twists in her journey, she is strong enough to count her blessings and inspire many around her.
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