daughter was reading it, and she was tearing up. Iwill say thatKen and Iwere friends.We could sit and talk for hours on end, about everything and nothing. Every marriage has its ups and downs, and I must say, to the glory of God, ours has been good. Ken, my “gentle giant,” as I sometimes refer to him, is a very patient, thoughtful, and caring man. He’s open and communicates well; he likes to talk. Of the two of us, I’m the one who would rather be angry for a month instead of speaking up and getting it off my chest. It was meant to be. It was in God’s hands. When I met him, he had a bit of a bad boy image, but I was home to him. A funny story: after our engagement, Ken’s dad called me to the side and stretched out his hand for a handshake. He said, "Wow, you really tamed him - out of all the women, I have a newfound respect for you." Motherhood came with marriage. I was very nervous about having children because my mother died in childbirth. I regained confidence after a conversation withmy father. Itwas thefirst timewe reallydiscussed my mother’s death. My father reassured me that technology was far advanced in theUnited States and that I had nothing to fear. He was right. I got pregnant quickly, and yes, I had some complications, but there was the right treatment to see me through a successful pregnancy. It got me thinking that perhaps if my mother had had the right treatment, she would not have died after all. My second pregnancy was very different from the first one; it was a little smoother. After my two children, I really wanted a third. We traveled home to Ghana to bless our marriage, when we got back, I realised that I was pregnant, but unfortunately, I miscarried. It got me thinking. God has given me a girl and a boy. Maybe I shouldn’t push it. They have both been a delight. My life has been destined. God has a plan forme, and I am just following it. "Family" for me means security, a secure blanket. Stability. It is the fabric of my life. In my first family, we had our problems, but it was a secure family life, and I felt safe within it. Each of my siblings represents a significant part of my life’s tapestry that makes me whole. We have our differences, butourbondsurpassesall ourdifferences. When I come to my nucleus family, they are my everything and the reason why I wake up every morning and go to work, and the reason why I say, "Thank you," when I go to bed. We are really close; we laugh a lot. My daughter has a big personality. My husband represents security in my life. My son is the serious one in our family, and he always grounds us. He is a realist. Just talking about my family brings a smile to my face, and that says it all. I have been blessed with a good family, and they are my blessing. 18
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