My dad’s death broke me completely. Even now, three years later, I haven’t healed. When I go home, I still expect to see him. Sometimes I hear his voice even when no one’s around. He was only sixty-two when he died. People say time heals, but in my case, time just keeps reminding me of the pain. That pain has started affecting my marriage. Just a while ago, I argued with my husband. And honestly, sometimes I wish my dad hadn’t died, because my husband’s behavior since then has made everything worse.
It’s just me and my younger brother now. Our mom died four years before our dad, so we’re on our own. After our dad passed, we discovered he had left behind a lot of things—some we didn’t even know about. There were trucks, cattle, cocoa farms, houses, and cash. We had to sell some of the cars so we could share the money with other family members. In the end, I received GHC275,000 in cash, two houses, several plots of land, and some farms. My husband was….Read Full Story Here……………………….
