Significant Moment In My Life

I remember moments in my life. I miss some with nostalgia and at times I pause and wonder why I had to go through hell just to try and make it in life. I lived to hate my fate and this made me to have low opinion of myself. I felt worthless and ignominious. I have heard and read stories from successful people some encouraging while others just baffling. I know your story could be better than mine but just hear me out.
I have had phases in life and I think I just enjoyed a snippet of them. I was born in a family of seven and being the forth-born, I did have much impact to my parents as my elder first-born or my last-born sister. The "in-between" children felt forgotten and downplayed but that was not a big deal anyway. Instead it made us stronger.
One day in the middle of the week my dad decided to come without giving notice. He found her in the real act of battering our last-born. I was at school and I did not know how it went down but that was the end of the step mum in our lives. Our dad made up his mind not to marry again after realizing the suffering we had been put through with the heartless step-mum.

Life continued, no tussles no stress living all by ourselves. It was a relieving moment in my life despite many responsibilities of looking after my siblings. This also came with its implications especially in my academics. I started missing classes. I could not literally concentrate in class because my mind had been flooded with home chores. I recall being position second last in class five but this could not even struck my mind. Teachers understood our situation and I could be favored in many occasions.

In the year 2000 my dad employed a house help so as to relieve me from these back-breaking duties. This gave me an opportunity to focus more in my studies and at least to recover my position. I worked hard bearing in mind it is the only breakthrough to a better future. I was in class six
He was working with Rivatex company in Eldoret. The firm become insolvent and it had to send its workers home without notice. This was a nightmare to my dad and to all of us. He did not have any investments and it was hard for him to survive. Our lives took a different direction. My sister who was in form three then had to be transferred to a day school. My siblings who were in private school had to go to public school. My elder brothers who had finished their O-level and waiting to be taken to college was now a pipe dream. Our lives changed drastically and it was like we had attempted to open a Pandora's box.

It has hard to survive especially for my dad who was used to white collar jobs. Getting another job was also hard for him. He resorted to selling asserts he had to keep the family going. He sold his Yamaha motorbike to pay for my sister's school fees.

I felt the devil had made our home a battle field and he was almost winning. As if this was not enough, the devil pulled another stroke. In 2002 November My dad passed on in a manner that we could fathom. I had just finished my Kenya Certificate of Primary Education (KCPE) exams. This was a heavy blow to us. I felt we were finished. I knew that was the end of my academics together with my siblings. Our relatives especially from dad's side did not show any helping hand when our dad got sacked even through his struggle to his last breathe. We felt us against the world.

My dad body