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MOMS’ CORNER: The Story is Not Over Yet

A few months ago, I had this plant I loved so much. It was so green and luscious and reminded me of how my life seemed to have been going. I had a thriving career, lovely children and of course an amazing husband.

One day I stepped out to my garden and behold my luscious plant was gone, eaten up by these really healthy looking caterpillars. Immediately, I was reminded of how I’d been feeling since I had a procedure done– hollow and somewhat withered, like my dear plant.

Angry, I Immediately wanted to do the first thing we all do, to cut it off since it was no use and no life could possibly come from it, but my gardener convinced me otherwise and I let it be.

Everyday I went to check on it but there was no progress and I got so frustrated. It reminded me of myself; how I felt stagnant like no good could come from me now. How I had started so many businesses that failed. How I wasn’t even the best at my job. I even had books written but not published. I felt like I had been eaten up by all the issues of family and life and I seemed to have withered. Or so I thought .

My life might have seemed so perfect on the outside, but within I was eaten up and I almost gave up. In fact there were days I wasn’t even speaking to myself.

Perhaps, you’re also there and it feels like your life is not going well, or you’re in a job you hate (speaking to myself), maybe you feel like you are too old to start anything or have failed so much at most of the things you have done, then I am sharing this for you. You may wither but you are not dead and as long as you don’t uproot and give up, trust me you will bloom again.

Below is my withered plant eaten up by caterpillars in May:

This is the same plant in September. Oh, and I named it Ifeoma, after me because I think she’s beautiful and tenacious like me. 

I speak to not just anyone reading this but also to myself — be strong and of good courage. He that started the work is able to complete it, and just like Ifeoma, we will be green and luscious again. 

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