Queen Muje (From the afterlife diary)

With all hope lost, I lay on that hospital bed thinking of the worst and planning on what I needed done so I could sleep and never wake.

What was the essence of living if I couldn’t do anything for myself? I couldn’t feel myself, and all the fun and joy had been drained away. I couldn’t lift a water bottle to my mouth without support. I felt useless and worthless. I couldn’t lift or turn my head without support, let alone lift myself to a sitting position. And the worse, I was alone in a strange land with no blood to smile down at me and whisper, “It is okay and it will be okay eventually.”

Home people had already re-assured me I was on my own, and that day I got that information, my spirit sank to the pits of the abyss. Then one evening, Muje walked through the hospital ward entrance. Whatever I felt upon her sight cannot be described. A kind of emotion I have never felt flooded me. I didn’t smile, my face was blank as usual then something clicked and my eyes and cheeks caught fire, as it burned further I didn’t bother to fight it, but I told myself, “not now”, the same words I told myself every time I felt I was breaking. If I had blinked, even just once, a well of tears would have flooded that ward, so all I did was to look away. It was the only way out to avoid creating a sister river Nile. But the gratitude I felt can never be compared to anything in this life and on that day I crowned her queen and so she became queen Muje. The queen who saw me back to health. Nothing I will ever do to her will amount to what she did for me during the time I was confined in my little prison. All I ask is may her heart’s desires always come to pass and may she always smile.

I love you queen Muje

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Through the eyes of AYENYO Joanita