Sunday, 8 March 2020

The struggle to leave home(Lagos)

Mom and I



It was a struggle to leave home. Few hours to our departure, mom became moody. For anyone who knows my mom, you can tell that she is a hard geh, no-nonsense babe. She was just staring at me like she was not going to see me again...


lol. Me too I was feeling and forming strong. Truth is, mom and I did not realize how close we had become over the years. I became her PA, house girl, right-hand man, gist partner, Nwunye di(women married to the same husband) and all that without even knowing it. We did not agree on a lot of things sha! This is how I imagined things will be the day I would carry my Kaya to my husband's house: mom will throw a party and invite her friends to celebrate with her because her co-wife was finally leaving the house for her.


But guys guess what?!!!! On that day, MOM SHED TEARS!!! Hot, heart-breaking tears. I was weak....I joined her in the crying as hubby and I slowly drove out of the premises. We watched her cry as my older sister held and consoled her. My eyes were red. Was that my mom? Actually crying because I was leaving home? Issalie! Forget, every hard person has a mumu button. I guess you can say that I am my mum's mumu button😉😉😉😉.






My face shortly after leaving home and crying my heart out...

I had already done a little crying before dad left for work...you guys know i'm a daddy's girl, can't hide it, can't deny it. The journey to Ibadan was one filled with loud silence. There was no conversation between hubby and I because "he made my mum cry by taking me away"...LOL.


When I saw "This way to Lead City University", it finally dawned on me that I was back to MY PAST. Memories came flooding in...school days and all. Anyways, this post is not about Lead City or Ibadan, it is about my baby girl(mom) and I.


Up close and personal



Village runs with mum



Thank you for letting me use your car and I'm sorry for all the scratches



My mum sells some really lovely shoes and I'm her number one model(IG: @shoesbymercy)


Always Picture ready....



Such a happy and groovy mum...


She's amazing

Thank you for reading guys and thank you for your comments on my previous post, at least I know that I have not been talking to myself. Feel free to shut me up when I have said too much....Till we meet again.... your favorite melanin gurrrrrl!!


Signed
Brown Skin Gurl










13 comments:

  1. This got me tearing up a bit�� cos I can relate... but hey! It's a good thing. so when you have an opportunity of visiting again you don't take it for granted.

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  2. Jessy, am happy for you oo. Warm regards

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  3. Wow 😘lovely 😢

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  4. Wow😘 lovely😢

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  5. Wow! You're such an interesting writer. I enjoyed reading through. Good humour there too....well I know your mum, so I can understand. Strong family ties, not easily broken.

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  6. Hahaha....unveil your mask and let me see your face! I'm glad you enjoyed reading my story.....Please keep reading ooo

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  7. I and my mum fight a lot but on my wedding day, Mama was shedding tears like a baby. But now o we are best friends

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    1. I wonder why it happens like that most of the time. All is well that ends well.

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