Chronicle Of A Happily Divorced Woman -Part 3

He told me to stop calling him. That he was dead! Jesus! What am I hearing.
Dead? I don’t understand, dead how? Yes, he shouted. That we said he was dead.
Then I remembered........



The dead story was actually started by the kids.

My neighbours had lost their dad the previous year. My kids and theirs were agemates and friends. 

Many times they ask me if Daddy ‘so so’ is not coming back from his travels (as that was the story my neighbour’s wife told the kids). I will just smile and say he was fine and wave them off. 

After some months, I eavesdropped on my kids saying their own dad was probably dead since they don’t see him. 

I later called them to explain that their daddy was not dead and that we live separately. I took my time to explain many things to them according to how they can process it at their age. I later gisted my mum and sister and we all had this emotional moment, imagining what these kids were thinking. But kids will be kids, assuming all sorts.

When his mum came to visit one day I was not around. During their chats, my mum told her what the kids were saying about their dad. My mother-in-law in turn told him. Maybe to make him see the implications of his absence in the kid’s lives. Maybe for him to sit up and do the needful because I know Mama must have meant well.

That’s how this man shouted at me that afternoon not to call him for anything again.
The shout took me down memory lane to when we just got married

It was like 2 months after our wedding

I made oatmeal and milk for a quick breakfast. We wanted to go visit his friend. I served breakfast and my ex asked if the oatmeal was fresh (made that morning) There was a knock at the gate and before I could answer him, I heard ‘gbaa’!. He had thrown the bowl of food at the wall. I was shocked! 

What is this?
‘What is holding your tongue’? Can’t you answer on time?.... he was shouting at me. ‘When I ask you a question, quickly answer me’. ‘Why are you this dumb’?

That is how visit was cancelled, I ‘jejely’ went to sleep. Whether he went or not, I didn’t know but I left the mess on the wall.

Me that my parents were proud to show us off all the time. Me that prided myself as one of the smartest anywhere, was called dumb?

This was how my married life looked and sounded like and i will be sharing more of these with you from my short lived marriage...

I celebrate being divorced from this man and if you think I am crazy, please walk with me and see what i ran from.................