TEARDROPS OF SACRIFICE!!!

in teardrops •  last year 

Dear Steemians,

I came from a very poor home growing up as a child. Things weren't rosy given the economy situation in my country. My parents were traders who traded with little capital. My dad used to sell torchlights while my mum sells food items very close to the house.

Sometimes, we barely feed for the day. We had no one to run to, some of my rich uncles never cared how we lived. And, my dad swore not to lick anyone's ass so he struggled to provide for us.

We are 9 in number, but stayed in a single room. My mum used a big wrapper to divide the room into two. We sleep on the mat while my parents would sleep on the bed.

I remember, going to school barefooted sometimes, cause my scandal got bad and probably, no money to get a new one. My parents couldn't afford a private school for any of us so we all went to community schools.

We were practically struggling for everything. I never got the chance to have all the things I wanted as a kid. I would only imagine what ever I wanted in my heart.

I felt bad most times, I was so angry at everything and everyone around me. I was angry with my parents, my siblings, God, and the world. I was too young to understand how the world works. I thought, my parents weren't trying hard enough. I wanted to be like every other child in my school. I wanted to have new school bags, shoes and few cash to throw around.

My dad kept struggling to make our lives better, he never bought any new cloth for himself, his shoes were all worn out, yet he would struggle to buy new clothes for everyone during festive periods. My dad would make sure everyone is okay before asking for his food. He would also cheer us up and always encourage us that things will get better, but I was too young to get his point.

My mum on the other hand, would trekk very long distance to supply her fruits and still gets home early enough to prepare lunch for everyone. She never had new clothes too, she would always repeat clothes.

When I clocked 14, I was beginning to understand certain things. I felt so bad how I never appreciated their efforts. I was willing to make amends and help in my own little way. I felt the struggle and everything my parents have been through just to provide for my siblings and I.

I was so eager to help, I wouldn't wait to get a job after school. I wanted to take care of them and show them how much I love them. I regretted my actions in the past. I knelt down one evening to say how sorry I was for my past actions, but surprisingly my parents were even angry at me for my actions as a child. They knew I was only been a child and wanted more.

Finally, I had to leave home after graduation and got my first job. I was paid $30 as at that time. When I earned my first salary, I transferred everything to my dad's account. I told him, though it's small but there's hope for tomorrow. My dad rejected the money and sent it back to me and he said "use it to take care of yourself, we are okay here" I wept all through the night. ...I was thinking how blessed I am to have such great people in my life.

Today, we are all doing well in my family. My parents no longer hustle or struggle for anything. We compete who to take care of their monthly need and placed them on monthly salary.

I'm happy that I have the privilege to show them love and care for them also. I thank God, that my siblings and I are blessed with such great parents who took care of us and never left us. Who would go hungry for us to have food on the table, who would wear patched clothes for us to have something to wear.

This is my story!!! I hope people learns from this & appreciate their parents more often.

Special shout to @surpassinggoogle for this opportunity to share my @teardrops story with everyone.

Please support @surpassinggoogle as a witness by voting him at https://steemit.com/~witnesses and type in "steemgigs" at the first search box.

@surpaaainggoogle, you're so selfless and kind. I appreciate your service to humanity.

Thank you for reading and stopping by!

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My parents

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My Mum during one of my sister's white wedding.

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I was reading it without a breath...very touching..
I am happy your family is fine now, you're so strong people and you're worth all the best!
great parents! great loving family!

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Thank you so much. It came from my heart...I cried when I was typing this today. I brought back memories.

I'm happy that my story touched someone like you, that means a lot. Thank you for the wishes, I also wish you same in life.

Your story is very much touching =) i know how it feels to feel the eagerness to help your family from a crushing poverty. I salute you for being such a responsible daughter =)

Have a good one!

@micch

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Thank you so much. I feel so honored hearing this from you. Thank you for reading and stopping by

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you are very much welcome dear =)

keep it up and I know all is well =)

@emmyluv.hmmm your story is quit touching.i no you cant see me but truely.i felt for you.God is with you and will never live your family.lastly i must confess you have a lovely parent.they both looking good.thanks @surpassinggoogle for picking this post,you gave been so supportive.God bless you sir and happy birthday in advance my boss

Life is a struggle. I know what it is like to struggle in different ways. I have been homeless at times, but I am thankful for my struggles because I grew in faith in Christ. I think you did too, @ammyluv. Most who are born with a silver spoon in their mouths have no faith except in their money. good pictures :-)

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Wow! You ve been homeless at times? And look at where you are now, maybe that's why my spirit bonded so easily with yours. I visit your blog all the time and I said to myself "This someone I would love to associate with"

I value your comments on my articles, you are one of those writers that I look up to. Thank you for touching my life with your postings even though I don't know anything about you, but your blogs speaks volume.

Thank you for reading my story. God bless

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It's my privilege to be your friend. I'm a very private person, so I don't share a lot about myself online - can't stand facebook. Anyway, I always look forward to your posts and insightful comments, also. God Bless

Yes lastly i almost forgot,no the child of whom you are and know the home you came out from.dont because your family is poor and join bad gang that will put your life and that of your parent in danger.please i beg of you.God will favour you in jesus name

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Thank you for those kind words, it means a lot. Yes, I know where I am coming from and I know who Am I in Christ, which is the most important thing in life. The attitude in me reflects on the totality of Christ, that keeps me in check with the help of the Holy spirit.

And yes, I can see you really felt for me from your comment and I want to say "Thank you very much" I'm in a better place now, everything we go through in life teaches us a lesson. I wasn't born with a silver spoon, but that doesn't mean those who were privileged are all doing well. It boils down to God, He has the final say. It doesn't matter where I come from or how poor we were, only God can uplift and also bring down.

Thank you for reading my story

This story is touching and just goes to show God is always on the lookout for His kids. I'm glad the situation has changed and your parents are now reaping the reward of their labour and sacrifice.

May God continue to uphold and uplift you an your right other siblings.

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Amen! Thank you so much and may God also uphold & uplift your family.

Thank you for reading my story

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You're welcome, girl.

I know the feeling of having nothing because I become a breadwinner of my family before and at my young age I learned how to set aside my wants just to support my family. Because my parents were already in old age that's why they can't support us anymore so I stop in studying and worked instead. But I don't feel bad and envy with other young people who had a support from their parents. I know my parents already did their best to support us but since their physical strength is getting weak so I took their obligation to support our family. So be happy because your parents we're doing well to support your family circle. Don't worry beautiful future awaits us so be patient because the hardship we experience is just temporary. So don't lose hope!

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Thank you so much. Don't worry too everything will be okay

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Thank you so much. Don't worry too everything will be okay

A very touching story. You are a brave woman and a good daughter.
Blessings for your whole family.

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Thank you so much. You motivated and gave me the courage to share my story with the world.

Thank you for the privilege. More blessing to you

This was a very touching story, thank you for sharing this and for entering it in my contest. Please, feel free to showcase more of your amazing work! If you ever need help, please feel free to call on myself or my friends @greetersguild. You can join us on Discord to meet like minded folks who will help you on your Steemit journey!

https://discord.gg/kA5WQx

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Thank you so much! I appreciate your kind words. You're doing amazingly great to help newbies like me. We appreciate your efforts

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No problem at all! Thank you for your support and help!

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I notice peoples' handles and wondered if terminallyill refers to you? I have a ton of information on cancer, if you need it, please ask. I will gladly share it,

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It does refer to me but on a different note. If you ever want to share directly my Discord name is LuckyDev#1969. I'm always up for reading more about it....I've had my rounds with it. I appreciate it friend!

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The link has expired. Pls can I get a new link?

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Your story resinated with me too, as it did with others. I am the eldest girl of 11 children. My father was always working and we saw him for about a half hour every night. He was home on Sundays, and I loved to see him on that day. My mother was up by 5:30 a.m. doing laundry, making breakfast, or praying for all of us. She was always the last one in bed. They were both hard working people, but the money always seem to allude them both. When I got my first job at 16, I would get $35 a week. I would cash my check and give my mom $30 of it and used the $5.00 for lunch money. She accepted it after much conversation. When it came to seeing her at the end of her life, I was not able to. I spoke with her over the Internet and told her I loved her. It is so difficult to live so far apart from other family members. I hope your family lives close to each other. Thank you for sharing and God bless you all,

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Wow! I'm really touched by your story. The fun part is that you're a good daughter to your parents and God will definitely bless you for that
My regards to your family! xoxo