A picture and story.

It feels very painful sometimes when there is no true identity of a father in an individual's life, turning right, left, up and down, realising that no father figure is very painful but because that is how life allowed it to be then who are we to question God that gives life.

Ann is a very good friend of mine, we schooled together right from our primary level of education, she turned 25 years old last week 24th March. Ann has been my role model, I love her person, she is a very quiet and gentle lady, she doesn't talk anyhow and always composed at everything she does.

At our final year in the university, a young man approached her and professed his love for her, she accepted him and the relationship began, according to Ann, the man was so caring and loving, he gives her that baby girl treatment and she was feeling heaven on earth.

After some days, Ann does not know her knew boyfriend's whereabouts, she was so convinced that he was going to come back. She kept hoping until she realised she was pregnant. He never showed up again till she gave birth to her baby and named her Gift.

Right from the pregnancy to the delivery and nurturing, life was a living hell for her, I made sure I gave her the attention she needed. Gift grew up and now at age 7 asking mummy "where is daddy"? She had no option than to say dad is death.

Dear fellow ladies, this content might not mean anything to you but I know it's a message for someone, to better our lives, we need to be careful at every step we take. Success everyone and I love you all...