Alero my Daughter
by Louisa Okoro
(Lagos, Nigeria, Africa)
Alero came to my life on that 28th day of November unassisted. There was no labour pain, just a urge to
ease myself and phew she came to the world squealling her lungs out. She was my golden girl child and best friend
for 22 years. How do I begin to talk or write about my baby
girl Alero who passed as a result of avoidable accident called plane crash. 10 years after, I still unconciously talk to her. I refer to her in the present because she forever lives in my heart where she belongs. Life is not the same anymore, a part of me was buried in that grave with her, though life goes on the pain and ache can be unbearable on some days. In all this, I take solace in the word of God that says 'The Lord will not give us more than we can bear'. I have a charity in her memory which has touched so many lives in so many little ways . I am so grateful to God for blessing my life with the Charity in her memory beacuse it gives me some sunlight in the bleakness of her passage. To all those going through any sort of grief, I pray God to comfort you.
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