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Friday 14 October 2016

Fw: Short story: Let it rain by Thercee Murdee.

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Short story: Let it rain by Thercee Murdee.


'My daughter how is everything with you over there?'
Sarah's mum was on the phone again, making sure she kept her morning routine checkup. Its been over 8months since they last saw but there was hardly any day that passed by without them hearing from each other.

'Mum, I'm doing fine' Sarah replied. 'Hope you are okay yourself? She continued.

'I'm fine except that rain has started falling heavily down here and its not been easy coping alone with the leaking roof' her mum's voice turned low as she spoke.

Memories of the house flashed through Sarah's mind. How sad that her mother should be the only one going through the ordeal of the old and rough building that has been their home for years.

'Sorry mummy, don't worry, it will soon be over' that's all she could say to console her at this time.
She had decided to stop feeling frustrated at the thought of when it will all come to an end.

After the little chit chat about other things, the call ended, leaving her with greater desire to pray for strength upon her mother and eagerness to finally get to see her.

Her siblings stayed far away like herself.
'It's funny how life works' she thought 'first they were all toddlers, then teenagers who grew into youths and now adults almost no where to be found.
She was grateful to God that despite the distance and pursuit of goals, their hearts were very much united.

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'So that's how this whole thing ends' Uju hugged Sarah as she spoke.

'I hope we see again' she continued.
'Me too' Sarah replied all the while thinking of her mum.

She was through with the 8months training, thank God it was all a success.

The journey home was short and smooth. She hurried into the compound shouting

'Mummy!!! I'm back ooo'. Immediately her mum rushed out with open arms and they hugged tightly. As she stepped into the house she was touched by her mother's love, everywhere in the home was screaming welcome including the bathroom and toilet. It was all sparkling. She took her bathe quickly. Lo and behold her mum was waiting for her with a sumptuous meal of banga soup and fufu.

She had thought she would sleep immediately, but it wasn't until 11pm before her eyes saw sleep. She and her mother talked and talked like friends who had not seen themselves for years.

By reason of their tiredness they both slept soundly and deeply. Not knowing that it rained though not heavily. Sarah woke up first and was about to ease herself when she saw the flood in their bedroom and sitting room.

First she was shocked that the sound of the rain didn't wake them up and then she began to comprehend fully what her mother had said over the phone. It was much more worse than when she was around.

Questions flooded her heart...

'You mean the situation is as bad as this and my mum is still able to maintain such joy, happiness and contentment? Just for how many hours, it seems it has been raining for days'

'Mama you are blessed' her thoughts continued.
'God knows I would have coped poorly if I were in your shoes. As she got lost in her thoughts, her mum walked in and it was to ease herself too. She expressed her surprise about the rain and smiled when she saw Sarah's gaze on the flooded room.

'My dear' her mother said, 'please don't worry. I'll clean it up'. It was then it dawned on Sarah that life is indeed a matter of choice. No matter the situation, how you react is up to you. Just then one of her best song-'let it rain' by a Christian musician Michael smith came to mind. she smiled to herself and hummed it as left for her initial mission upon waking up;to ease herself.


THE END

P.S: This is a true life story.

Hope you enjoyed it.


















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