LOVE THYSELF

“Love yourself you may die without spending half of your life enjoying your company,” read the diary. “Life is a short period of time and being born a woman is a responsibility.” She read on. She would not let go this book. It was her late mum’s diary. She had passed on when she had just given birth to her.  Today she had turned 16 and her aunt fulfilled her mother’s wish. She had made her sister promise her that she would give her diary to her daughter which would act as her guideline as she grew into girlhood.

She wished that her daughter would live a much longer life than hers. The only best gift she had to offer was the diary she dedicated her life to. Her mother had passed on because of the wrong choices she had made. She only hoped that fate would play kind magic on her daughter.  

 “Please make my wrongs right,” read the next page. These words left her crying. She felt the entitlement her mother had left her upon her own life. Not only is she obligated to herself but also her mum. She was fully accountable of her life. This was the first chapter of the diary. Every word written on the diary impacted the weight it weighed. She felt as if her mother was advising her each day. She felt that though her mother was dead she lived in the unseen. The unseen that was visible to her. She saw her mother all over the diary. She obeyed every advice  just as the Christians obey the Ten Commandments. She had decided to follow her mother’s advice.

“Every chapter of this book has a lesson, learn from it. Example is the best teacher, learn from mine,” read the last sentence of the chapter. She had learnt a lot by now. These were not just words. They were from her mother who wished nothing but the best for her. It was the intensity she felt as she read them. She felt as if she were feeding from divine wisdom that satisfied her body, soul and spirit. The next chapter was about her love life.

“This must be juicy,” she imaged. Eventually, she would learn about the man whom her mother loved most but ended up hurting her mother most.

“I must be careful.” She promised herself.