LIFE ITSELF HAS NOT BEEN FAIR TO ME.

Compliment of the season to all hive learners community members. It is with great joy and gladness that I bring my greetings to everyone in the spirit of Easter. We are all alive to see this great event in the history of man. Congratulations to everyone alive today. We will keep striving and never give up.

Life keeps teaching us one lesson to another. Sometimes we feel that we have been treated unfairly, but when it is examined it may not really be as we took it from the very beginning.

In life sometimes we come in contact with people who are very arrogant and all they know is just do things that is unjust. I have passed through lots of things in this my little life, but in all I return the glory to God because of how he has always made a way for us to move on.

Life itself is unfair to some of us. Is that really true? I hear people say that alot and sometimes I wonder why things are like that.

Looking at the prompt for week 108, edition 1. "It was just unfair"

Just few years ago that I started thinking differently. All my life before now I use to think that this life is not just fair to me. When I look at others, how life has favored them, how they succeed without making much effort. Some people don't even ask for somethings yet it is given to them at a plater of gold. For me I don't think that it is Fair enough for a child to grow up without knowing her biological father. This has been hurting me all along.

When I was just seven years old, one of my cousins made an expensive joke to me that stick to my heart over forty years now. He told me that I don't have a father. Before that very day I have been told that my father died right before I was born and I have always believed it. Just that day everything changed. I thought of asking my mother who my father was because according to the boy my mother was not pregnant when he husband died. So, it then means that she became pregnant after mourning her husband or so. I tried to gather courage to ask my mother who my father is. Somehow I thought that there was no need since I will finally get married and go out of the family.

This continued until years back when my died. I started blaming myself why I never gather the courage to ask the right questions. It only mean one thing - maybe my father is alive and very close to me but I never get to meet him. Maybe he is died. Which ever way I might never get the chance to know him.

I decided to wave it away because it is all in the past now and though it didn't favor me, but I think that there are lots of people out there that I am better than. At least I had a roof over my head while I was growing up. Some never had such great opportunity, so, I am not taking that for granted.
It is said that when there is life there is hope.

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