im mother of two boys but even today i still wonder what would my life be like if i had father while grow-up.i wonder if i wouldnt struggle if i had father in my life? to be honest i still wish that my father would come back to us, i wish i could wake him from his grave so he can see his grandchildren grow.we lost our father due to respiratory failure, he was always on his wheelchair, after sitting on wheelchair for so long he didnt get anything from the company he was working.so my father had financial and health problems.both those problems made him lose hope about everything that was happening in his and ours too.so he lost his life while we were struggling to make ends meet, his funeral wasnt dignified like we wished it was as if he wasnt working before getting ill.and that time me and my twin we didnt understand what was going on at home.in the other hand our mother lost his husband, she didnt know where to begin.she had to go to look for a job,so that she can look after us since she was our breadwinner.she finally got a piece job but it wasnt paying much, but it was putting a bread on table at the end of the day.then one day our mud house collapsed due to heavy rains, it was as if it wasnt enough we didnt know where we are going live.luckly one of our relatives offer our mother a house to stay for while, but that house wasnt stable enough for us to sleep on it while winds blows.we kept on running to our grandmother’s house to stay over for the night.but lucky enough one of our sister got some pension money for her condition,so she built our mother three roomed house.our mother kept on struggling for us until we were done with schooling,one day i applied to go to varsity i couldnt got through because of financial problems.i had no one to help me go to college of dreams,but i didnt had a problem with that because i understood my background.all of us had to grow fast so that we had to help our mother where we can, then we had to decide to go to work on the farm so that we help our mother and our children too.