“We had a great marriage; he was a man who loved me. He never showed his love, but I always knew he cared about us.
I got married at an early age.
My husband was a cobbler and I was a housewife. Life went on and we had three daughters. By God’s grace, all of them were good in academics and we went on the extra mile to support our daughters for their education by working 14 hours a day. But our happiness didn’t last long.
One day, when my husband went to work, he collapsed all of a sudden. When we took him to the local hospital, the doctors said it was a minor heart stroke and he would need long term treatment and care. That’s when our new routine began – he would work whenever he would be feeling better and I looked after my daughters and helped him with this business. And during that time, he taught me everything he could about the business. He prepared us for a life without him – he made sure we could survive.
A few years later, he suffered from a major heart stroke again. There was hardly any savings left with us and I had to take care of the entire family. It was the toughest phase of my life – I was exhausted but I didn’t quit. I continued everything I could for my family. And after a few months, my husband passed away.
Being a single parent, it gets tough to survive in this world. But I was prepared to take on the world by myself. I started running this shop, managed to save some money, pay off the loans and got my elder daughter married. My second daughter is pursuing her higher education in pharmacy right now and my younger daughter is working.
Time went by really quick and it has been more than 6 years now since my husband left us. I am still getting used to the fact that I have to live the rest of my life without him. However, I have my three lovely daughters to support me and they are my strength in life.”