Dear Julianna Kanyomozi

I will not use the often carelessly-used words, “I understand your pain”, because I don’t.

The only thing I am certain of is how much you loved your little boy, Keron Raphael Kabugo, who passed away last Sunday at Aga Khan hospital, Nairobi. I had never met him, but through you, I felt like I knew him. How you constantly talked about him, mentioned him in your Facebook posts and the pride you had in that only-child made many of us know him more.

It is impossible to imagine your pain. When I confirmed the news on Sunday night, I could not sleep until 2am, because in an odd way, I felt a fraction of that pain. As a single mother of one myself, I last felt this way when yet another single mother lost her only-child in a secondary school swimming pool in 2012.

That is why you are in my prayers constantly. May God give you strength to stand even as you feel like your centre has been ripped out. May He answer your “Why Lord” with the soothing balm only He, who gave you such a treasure in the first place, can administer. May He make you see, even when it is most difficult to understand, that indeed all things work together for good, for those who love the Lord.

May your prayer, like Job’s, be, “…The Lord gave and the Lord hath taken away blessed be the name of the Lord (Job 1:21).”

I once read in Bilquis Sheik’s book, I Dared to Call Him Father, that when we mourn, the Lord actually sends an angel to comfort us. It may be in the form of an actual human being, or His unseen presence stopping us from losing it completely. It does not even matter who we are, what religion we subscribe to, etc He just loves us as only He, who does not respect persons, can.

Juliana, may the Comforter hold you together as Keron joins the angels in heaven. May this horrible, horrible turn of events not push you away from God but, instead, draw you closer to Him. May you find solace in the 11 beautiful years you had together.

You are a good mother, Juliana always was, always will be. May God bless you and rest Keron’s soul in peace.

With love,

Malita.

Source : The Observer

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