Momma’s Diary
Kob: Hi Dave, I requested to share my mom’s story with you. Are you free to have a conversation?
David Bondze-Mbir (DBM): Hey! Do you mind typing the synopsis of the story here? I have a meeting this morning. I will come back to this conversation when I am done so we can expand on it.
Kob: Ok sir. We lost her 24 years ago through a heartbreak and an unknown sickness we couldn’t fight. She gave her love, her attention, her resources to my stepfather, who, in return, betrayed her. I found out every ordeal she endured through a diary she left behind.
DBM: How long was she married to your second father?
Kob: 8 years
DBM: How about your biological father, what happened between them?
Kob: Met him for the first time when I was 18. From the stories told by my grandmother, he abused my mom and chased her with a gun one night until my mom run to her aunt’s house. My grandfather went to dissolve their marriage and brought my mom back home.
DBM: How did your second father betray your mother?
Kob: My mom took him through school, training college as at then. He lived with us in my grandmother’s house. He wasn’t working, and it was literally my mom who took care of him. She will make sure his fufu is served every morning before she leaves the house to work and come home early to prepare dinner for the house. They were both into politics, so during the time of the late President Rawlings, he was appointed as the DCE of his district. They moved in together, and that was when everything started. He started cheating with multiple women, including my mom’s best friend. One day, he drove my mom back to us very ill, and we never saw him again. My grandmother took her to the hospital, and the Dr’s told us it was shingles, so she would be fine. We did all sorts of medication from herbal to any treatment we can, but she didn’t get better. When she started getting better, she fell into depression and wouldn’t eat anything. Her lovely husband never came to visit, never called until she completely went mute. I was playing football on the sunny afternoon of 6th July 2001, when my cousin came to call me that grandma wanted to see me. I went to my grandmother’s room, and there she was, laid down with clothes wrapped around her . We are half ewes, and seeking answers to strange deaths is normal. It was revealed that my mom had a fight with one of my stepfather’s side women and, at the back of our knowledge, sent her to a deity. The man only showed up during her burial and never showed up again after her burial.
DBM: I am very sorry about this. What was your relationship like with him?
Kob: We are 3 siblings, and he never loved any of us.
DBM: How was life like growing up without a parent’s real presence?
Kob: Dave, I wouldn’t wish that for any child. It was tough, but I had a loving grandmother who gave us all her love and care. Honestly, her presence made us move on from our mother’s death early.
DBM: I thank GOD for grandma. Are you married?
Kob: Nope, one bad relationship to the other. My last relationship ended 2 months ago. She was carrying a pregnancy we all agreed to keep until one day she decided to terminate the pregnancy. I knew what we had was coming to an end because I had lost my job and suspected she was talking to her ex. Maybe these circumstances forced her to, which I understand.
DBM: As a man, do you see yourself to want to do better someday, by your partner if you marry? Looking back at the kinds of men your mother had had to deal with.
Kob: Dave, my mom’s marriage, taught me a lot. There are good women who will do right by you, and all that they need in return is to love them back in all honesty. But Dave, I have my dad’s character.
DBM: It’s good you know you have your dad’s character, but is it possible to intentionally inspire an attitude adjustment?
Kob: I have more than 21 siblings from my dad’s side, so you know what I mean when I say I have my dad’s character. I have had two serious relationships that almost ended in my marriage, and I never cheated. So, I can do better with the right woman by my side.
DBM: I get it. Everyone has character traits, both good and bad.
Kob: Yes, we do
DBM: Thank you for sharing your mom’s story. I appreciate you
Kob: You Welcome, sir
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