One Load, One Loss: A Mother’s Morning Turned Nightmare
- Albert theodore Lutterodt
- Jun 5
- 1 min read
I believe this lady left home at dawn to market and was returning.
She had a sack of load that took up the whole of the first seat.
At 18 Junction, the car stopped for some of us to alight including this lady.
While the driver and his mate were trying to take the load out, I walked up to the porridge seller to get my breakfast when suddenly I heard serious scream and commotion behind me.
The lady collapsed on the floor sobbing and rolling. The young man waiting for her at the bus stop to help convey the load home, broke a very sad news to her just like that. She had lost her little daughter. As people began to gather, I slowly walked away with tears in my eyes. I couldn’t stand the sight.
It is difficult to fully understand life.
Life is indeed unpredictable.
( Shared by Frederick Mawuli Kudu on Trotro Diaries Group )

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