Dear Auntie Dora,
It all started when I lost my parents and was left on the street roaming without shelter and a home to call my own. I was the only child of my parents and I enjoyed comfort while they were alive but as soon as the cruel hands of death snatched them away in a ghastly auto crash, I was left in this lonely path of life to tread. I was denied everything that rightfully belongs to me and thrown out to wander on the street.
One day as I was wandering on the street in Apapa looking for food to eat, I developed malaise and was dehydrated, I collapse and fainted. Through the timely intervention of a lovely family, I was resuscitated.
I woke up to find myself in the hospital, the couple paid my bills and I was discharged to go home but there was no home for me. I narrated my ordeal to the family who I never knew were childless and they offered to take me to their home where I suddenly found home and true love. I was sponsored to the university where I studied Medicine.
My foster mother developed cancer and died after countless efforts to make her stay alive. It was a huge loss for me as I was deprived again, the joy of mother’s love.
So many years have gone by without my dad remarrying. I was on call at the hospital when I received a message from dad to come home and attend to an important and pressing issue. I had to call a colleague to stand in for me and dashed home.
When I got home, lo and behold, my dad was at the door kneeling down with a bouquet of roses in his hand and a ring beautifully wrapped in a box proposing to me. I couldn’t hold back my tears as I ran to my room and violently closed the door behind me.
It is two weeks since this happened and dad has refused to eat or drink and I fear losing him. Please what do I do? Accept his proposal or just walk away and never return?
Please, I need your timely response!
Dear xxxxxx, you need to calm down. There is always an answer to every puzzle. Well, follow your heart. I’ll throw this to The News Chronicle readers to air their view on the issue.