Mum was left homeless with three children! Our father took the money from the sale of our flat and vanished.
For years, up until she was 38, Mum and Dad tried desperately to have children. The doctors were baffledno one could say what was wrong. Eventually, Mum gave up hope and resigned herself to a life without children. Dad never seemed too bothered. Dont worry, its fine, hed say, as if having children made no difference to him.
Mum, even in the bleakest moments, still prayedasking God for just one child. And whether by miracle or mere chance, I came along.
Mum was overjoyed. But by then, Dad had already grown distant. Hed get flustered when Id cry at night, acting as though I was a nuisance. A year later, my twin brothers were born. Mum rejoicedshe felt truly blessed, finally a mother of three. But Dad? He didnt care. The more of us there were, the less he wanted to have anything to do with us.
Then, Dad devised a scheme. He convinced Mum to let him sell the flat, saying we should get a bigger placea house with more space, maybe we could get a mortgage for the rest. Mum, trusting him, agreed. But once he had the money, he disappeared. To this day, we have no idea where he is.
Thats how Mum ended up on the streets with three children, nowhere to go. With no other option, she moved us in with her parents. So, there we werefour of us squeezed in with Grandma and Grandpa in a tiny two-bedroom house. Mums faith in men and relationships was shattered. She had to work incredibly hard, making sure the three of us were fed and clothed was no mean feat.
Thats how we lived for several years. Then, we lost Grandma, and not long after, Grandpa passed away too. Suddenly, there was more room in the house. One summer afternoon, Mum took us to the park. We loved the playground. Thats where she met Adama kind man, about Mums age, who started up a conversation. At first, Mum wanted nothing to do with him. But he was patient and persistent, and after seeing him in the park a few more times, she finally gave him her number. They went on a date and soon began seeing each other regularly.
Two months later, we moved into a spacious three-bedroom flat with Adam. He became our stepdad, and it would be no exaggeration to say he changed our lives. Adam filled the space our real father lefthe cheered our victories, and supported us through failures. Now were all grown up, and we call Adam Dad. Mums story shows that being a single mum isnt a burdenit can be a doorway to happiness. Our birth father abandoned us, but our stepdad, a true gentleman, took us in and made us his family.
