Growing up all I wanted was money, good food, a big car and big houses.
I grew up in a smart condo amidst a busy ghetto setup and I must admit at a young age I learnt a lot thinking life was good if we had assets.
The last time I was sick in my life was many years back, I had malaria in primary school.
I was too small to realize the impact the illness had taken in my life. Maybe I was too ignorant.
Now I became a mother, to a handsome light skin boy. Apparently we have had issues at schools with colleagues calling him brownie. Hopefully one day he will embrace his skin.
My son was not breastfed like all the rest and I was told all sort of names and some people insinuated am HIV positive for choosing myself and not him.
Luckily he grew up to a smart boy and whenever I will ask him “Calvin, what can I bring you when I come home from work”?
He always asked for fruits and fresh juice. He has always been specific.
My son loves green vegetables and he is the reason I can cook Sukuma because otherwise he would complain the whole time eating food without veggies.
He is healthy
And very bright.
One day sickness hit in.
He had swollen tonsils and he wouldn’t swallow even his saliva.
I had a tough time trying to convince him swallow even medicine so I resorted to giving him antibiotic injections. (luckily I do keep emergency antibiotics and injections in the house)
I would wake up in the morning by 5am and ask my son what he would wish to eat, he says porridge which I proceeded to prepare very fast only for him to take two sips and sleep.
Sometimes I was like, “son can we have lunch at KFC?” He would say yes but trust me when the chicken was served he never took even a bite instead he asked for ice-cream which he still took few spoons and left.
I suffered for three days trying to figure out how I can get my son back.
The Calvin who would ask me for more and more Sukuma during dinner, the Calvin who helped his sister clear his plate when she was full.
Then I realized there is nothing in this world as important as health.
Health cannot be bought.
I started thinking about how many people have succumbed to death leaving millions of houses, cars even money.
We spend a lot of our lives chasing money but forget health is our wealth and so we could chase our health first even as we work to earn a living.
Remember if you strain so much once your back pain sets in, it’s a lifetime.
You are busy at work the whole days and forget taking water the kidney disease is a lifetime.
You are stressed about how to make enough money, then ulcers and pressure is a lifetime.
Just stop for a moment and enjoy being alive without straining or thinking about worldly assets.
Regards-Miss Janet(mother, wife,student, freelancer)