I was born on the 4th of July 1998. I didn’t grow up with a father not because I didn’t have one but because he was never there. My mum once told me that on the day I was born, once he heard I was a girl he left her in the hospital.
She had to come home herself. Even after hearing such heart breaking stories, I was not bothered about not having a dad. My mom was more than a mother. She did all she could to play the role of both parents and she did an amazing job.
My dad had a wife before he met my mother and she was unaware until after she had her first child, my sister. Apparently he was expecting a male child. After getting two daughters, he left and returned to his first wife. My mom, my sister and I were doing well until my mom lost her job in 2008.Things got way too difficult and then……Read Full Story Here……………….
