Based on a true story;
Face the giants in your life, slay them and move on. Do not be daunted by the mistakes and failures in your life. – TD Jakes
The day was dark and dull, the thunder rumbling on like a woman in labour while the clouds were pregnant with rain. The dull weather made her contemplate even more, she was drowning in a world of thought, asking herself questions she had no answer to, questions like; “where do we go from here?”, “will I live to see my children grow?”, “will my babies find genuine love and start families?”, “will they have long and fruitful lives?” … having no one to answer these questions left her looking up to the sky wondering if God above would wrap her in His arms.
Her daughter Jojo was a beautiful young girl, full of life, jumping up and down like every child her age should. At 8 years old, she seemed to be walking the path of life like every other Ugandan child, oblivious of what lies ahead, she could care less, all she wanted was to play, eat, sleep and repeat. On that fateful day as she played around the house, scampering about, she moved by her mother’s bedroom window and heard a heartfelt conversation between mother and her daughter, and decided to eavesdrop. This conversation would change the course of her life and re-align her destiny, at 8 years old. Her mother, knowing the curtain would soon close in on her and take her to the great beyond was writing her will with the help of her other daughter.
A child’s curiosity is often unmatched, they seem to ask about everything, and to some it gets nagging. That said, little Jojo couldn’t believe her ears, and decided to let her eyes in on the secret. By offering to help make her mother’s bed she would get the chance of being alone in the room, which she did. She read what had been penned down by someone who knew she was going anytime and wouldn’t take those secrets to the grave. What she read left her jaw dropped, with her heart almost beating out of her chest, and now she knew why she was taking the pills she was taking for as long as she could understand, she was HIV positive!
This little girl who was living her life moving on a straight path was now faced by this philistine giant, one she had to strike down with a pill every day. The pill had now climbed the ladder of importance in her life, she couldn’t play around and miss her pills anymore. It was likened to her source of life, a small god of sorts. This small god had to strike down the giant each and every day, because the giant would die and rise again, showing immortality. There she was, alone and frightened in the dark, having to face the long days alone where life seemed to be hiding away from her, and having no loving arms to embrace her anymore but only pointed fingers and annoying whispers everywhere she went.
Engulfed in a storm of tears, the rain from her eyes subsided and a rainbow appeared. She thought to herself, “this can’t be it, something has to change, these people can’t dictate what I can or can’t do”, a light shone within, a paradigm shift. She knew her only limitation was within, not without. Her eyes lit up, knowing she could change the world by letting empowering all her peers to strike down this giant of HIV collectively. This paradigm shift made her focus on the solution to the problem at hand. Leaders don’t face problems with the same thinking that got them there, she decided to go public with her status just to encourage that young boy and girl in hiding to rise up and face their giants on a daily…
To be continued…
I am the Lioness Arising
©Words from the Pot