he got clean a few years ago and realized he was failing his children. his children were welcomed to come back when school resumed for the new year, if and only if he could fulfill his part of the partnership. each parent has to give something, anything we can use - beans, firewood, maize, etc. - so that they, too, are invested in their child(ren)'s education. despite being a single father, he was doing his part. and he was doing it well.
but then his mother fell sick. they were living with her and she was the one to help look after them when he would be at work. he moved her in with an uncle who lives just a few houses down and when news got around to the girls' mom, whom had already left him, she came for the girls. she does not want them and will bring them back but his brothers took over his mom's house when they heard she had moved out. and they drink. he wants no part of that lifestyle. he is now homeless.
he wasn't supposed to be sitting here. I came to visit with Aminah's maama and he was here visiting. I wanted to hear stories from her about her daughter who is in our choir. I never expected him to be here. he almost got up when I came so close to him. his past is not clean and his future is hopeless. he misses his 2 girls. and it grieves me that, because he is making a positive change in his life, all seems lost for him right now. I left him laughing, after showing him the video of himself falling to the ground while trying to catch the chicken Maama Aminah wanted to give to me. it's a few posts back. I can only offer stories of the love of Jesus. and it breaks my heart but somehow keeps it together at the same time.