Last Wednesday, my kids called saying they weren’t feeling great. I went straight to them and spent the whole day at the hospital with them.
They asked me to come back on Sunday, and I made sure I was there. Today, after church, Emmanuel called saying he was ready, so I picked him up, and we went out together.
I saw the post about me coming, and while I expected it, I need to clear things up. Some people are calling me irresponsible, saying I don’t care about my kids or that I’m abandoning them.
The truth is, I’ve never questioned their choices or who they spend time with. I’ve always treated my children with respect and compassion.
I even have them the new house I built—the one I was going to sell. I’ve kept quiet about it out of respect for them. I handle all the household expenses, like water, power, and food.
Even so, the last time I helped out, I was publicly criticized in front of my kids. It really hurt.
Despite all this, I will keep helping and looking after my children as best I can. I just ask that people respect my kids and not drag them into arguments or use them to make me look bad.
I’ve always been honest. I want my kids to feel loved, protected, and away from drama.
This isn’t about proving anything to anyone. It’s about protecting my children’s dignity and staying in their lives.
I’ve been doing my part without making noise about it, and I’ll keep doing it, no matter what others think of me.
By Meta