I REMAIN GRATEFUL TO GOD
In life, one may be confronted with an adverse situation that makes one depressed and disillusioned with life. Such a situation or case may be a blessing in disguise after all. What happened to me a few years ago has taught me a lesson that I should not be down-cast as a result of any adverse situation again.
It happened that I was deeply in love with a young man called John. I loved him so much that I could lay down my life for him. I trusted him so much that decided to marry him though it was against my parents' wish. We courted for seven years and I always thought that I was made for John and he was made for me. The young man was handsome, intelligent and above all, loving and caring.
I was in my final year in the University of Lagos and I was looking forward to becoming a wife and a mother when John came to tell me that he was on transfer to Port-Harcourt. We had a wonderful time together during the Christmas festivities preceding the year that he was to leave for Port-Harcourt. When he had settled down in Port-Harcourt, I visited him regularly for a year and the plan for our wedding after my national service was concluded. During my national service period, we used to communicate through letters for some time during which I noticed that something was wrong. Later, he stopped writing to me and after my national service, I decided to visit him in Port-Harcourt.
When I got to where John was residing in Port-Harcourt, I was told that he had packed out of the house. However, I was directed to where he was living and I had a foreboding that something was going to happen. There John introduced me to a girl who was staying with him and said that the girl was pregnant for him. I wept bitterly and wondered how John could be so callous as to do that to me. I left his house with shame. I was highly disappointed but, determined to continue with life.
Six months later, I met Bade, another handsome young man who later became my husband. He saved me from the emotional trauma which I went through as a result of John's unfaithfulness. About a year after my marriage, I heard that John had an accident when he was trying to escape through the border. It was then that I knew that he was on a drug smuggling mission to England when the accident occurred.
John's wife died on the spot and he suffered terrible injuries that led to the amputation of his two legs. The police were waiting for him to recuperate in the hospital so that his trial could begin. I was grateful to God that He worked out John's exit from my life before the incident happened.
Of course, what John did to me was painful. It took me some time before I got over it but I am grateful to God that I am alive and happily married with no stains on my record. His betrayal might have been difficult for me to bear. but it was indeed a blessing in disguise