My name is Joakim I don’t have a stable job and I have a mum who is 65 years old.
We are a family of 11 brothers and sisters. This number include the adopted kids from my late uncle.
My mum is my Hero she has been struggling to sustain our family for soo many years. She solely managed to care for all of us as a young mother since after the passing of my uncle, she remained the sole breadwinner until they became of age. After that she started taking keen interest in taking care of her own family. I admit it was a struggle, frustrating, and very stressful taking care of 11 children till that age with a minimal income as a peasant farmer. I remember sometimes we could go to bed hungry.
In our family portrait we look pretty happy. We look pretty normal, lets go back to that. In our family portrait we look pretty happy. Lets play pretend, act like it goes naturally.
The worst kind of pain is when you’re smiling just to stop the tears from falling.
Some days, she’ll have no idea how she’ll do it , but every single day it still gets done.
What is sad for women of their generation is that they weren’t supposed to work if they had families.
The sad question that lingers is that, what were they going to do when the children are grown?- watch the rain drops coming down the window pane?” She never had a formal education that could have turned to a career.
Its always good to love and care for your parents when they get old. We should learn to respect and care for parents when they need it most. Never make them feel unwanted because they are the ones who always love us unconditionally all their life even when we make mistakes.
I have learnt that unemployment can be the great educator. It pains me that I cannot build her even the simplest house just to make her smile and forget a little about some life stressors like leaving in a crackedhouse that is a disaster in waiting.
I ‘m slowly giving up.
Being jobless was equated with being useless, and being useless was equated with having a meaningless life.
I’m exhausted from trying to be stronger than I feel. I keep on reassuring her that everything is going to be alright may be not today but eventually.
I can never imagine the pain some women have to go through because of sacrifice they made to sustain the family. I must appreciate and be thankful to those who silently sacrifice and endure pain for sake of others.
I have more issues that I could possibly count. And on her worse days she’ll go from happy to sad in seconds. She wont always like herself and sometimes she’ll even assume we don’t like her either.
Unfortunately no one notices her tears. No one notices her sadness. No one notices her pain. The energy that she had as a young woman is running away very fast she can no longer work to sustain the remaining siblings. I need to come out strong and relieve her the heavy tasks and duties that might cause her depression or unwanted high blood pressure.
My wish is to help me fundraise for her so that she can manage to construct a better house that would enable her achieve her dream that she longed for .She could not achieve this because of high family dependency.
I will accept with a lot of thanks any amount of money that you will donate. If it is a tangible construction material like my be iron sheets, timber, Cement, paint all will be accepted.