My Baby is Home…

AS I wait in the car for his glimpse my mind can’t help but reflecting on our journey. Our journey in the past 19 years…

Today is his first day working at a metal precision company as part of his 6 months internship for his Mechanical Engineering study…

Many may say that its not a big deal. Thousands of students are doing internship. So?

Well…for a start…my son Adam is not that thousands of students. He is my son so its my prerogative to write about it…

Today is also historical moment in our lives…

After 19 years….my baby is finally home. His home…

Home perched on the hill that is given to him by his father John who loved Adam beyond words…like most loving fathers out there would do at a heartbeat…

It is sad that John is no more here to witness this milestones…

John would be so proud of his son who turns out to be one fine young man…

It has been my fondest dream to have Adam back with me…for us to sleep and eat under one roof.

Before any of you start to crack your brain trying to figure out what really happened, just let me try to put the story in a concise form.

When l left him with my family down south to return to work after completed my confinement, my baby was just 2 months old.

It was the hardest and most painful decision l ever made in my life.

Being a single mom with nature of my job…leaving him with my parents was also the best thing l could ever do to ensure his wellbeing…

It was a journey full of love laughter and tears as l settled into my routine as a weekend mom…and him being a weekend son…

Despite living 3 hours away from each other l made a point of going back to spend every single weekend with him…

And in 2014 when l quit The Star and decided to return to my hometown it was the first time that we lived under the same roof 24/7.

But the decision proved to be disastrous for my relationship with my siblings…

The only good thing was that l was with baby Adam. 

We faced really rough patches then financially that Adam had to take up job at a factory where l was working then as my pay was just a fraction of what l was used of getting…

It was painful to see him doing hard labour packing furniture for export…because he wanted to help me out financially…he was barely 17…

When l decided to return to the city in 2016 l promised myself that l will do whatever l can to prevent Adam from going through what he did in 2014-2015…

In mid 2015 he enrolled in technical college and l landed a job in the city…though the pay wasn’t that good… things started to look up in our lives…

In September 2016 l landed my current job where l can breathe a bit easier with my pay…and Adam scored Dean’s List for his exams in the last two semesters. I was very grateful to God on how things are improving in our lives and am beyond word of how proud  l am…of him…

John would be so proud of Adam too…l could almost imagine John’s pride if he is here with us now…

Al Fatihah my darling…

Granted, this time Adam will only be here for 6 months as he will further his study after completing the internship in July…but this is a great beginning… Amazing beginning to cement our bond much deeper than it already is…Insha Allah…

Until then…let me savour every moment spends with him. To wash his clothes…prepare his meals…just fuss over him generally. They are the luxuries that escaped us all this years… until now…Thank you God. Thank you for Adam and for the opportunity to love him as my son… A

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