The Diary Game [23/02/2025] // A Black Sunday as My Uncle was Murdered by Separatist Fighters.

Steem greetings @everyone and welcome to my blog as I share another session of my lifestyle content with you all. This month has been a bad month for my family with several deaths recorded.

^{Trying hard to put myself together.}

The latest of it all is the gruesome murder of my uncle in the village by separatist fighters. It was Sunday morning and a day of worship as a Christian and I intended to go to church with my kids. While I was in the kitchen trying to prepare breakfast, I saw messages and pictures of my late uncle in the family WhatsApp group announcing his gruesome murder last night by separatist fighters.

I was so devastated to the extent that I lost my appetite and could not even eat the breakfast I prepared. The images of his lifeless body were replaying in my head and I could imagine the pains he went through for no good reason. His children have been rendered fatherless and the wife is now a widow. What a black Sunday indeed because this is the 4th family member we have lost during this crisis gruesomely murdered by the same people who claimed to be fighting for the freedom of their people. We are paying dearly for a war we never negotiated for. I cannot even share the images here because they are not good at all. He was taken from his house, naked him, beaten and then shot multiple times in his chest.

I called my mom to find out what he did and that he was murdered in such a way but could not get to her. It was a bitter pill for the family to swallow but what else can do apart from mourning him?

Though it was a sad day I had to mount courage to put body and soul together. I had no one to assist me with the kids so I had to ensure they ate. After feeding them I decided to follow church service online. I could bearly listen to any preaching as the images of my late uncle were replaying in my mind. I was lost throughout the preaching and only tried to distract myself during the praise and worship session.

When the church service was over, I had some medications to take to calm down my nerves and headache. I had to force myself to eat before I could take the drugs as prescribed by the pharmacist. I decided to boil yam to be eaten with the leftover tomato sauce I prepared the previous day.

^{My lunch}

After I took the medications, I napped for almost 3 hours. This was unlike me who hardly slept up to 30 minutes during the day. My kids understood I was going through a lot and they allowed me to rest properly.

The evening hours I had to prepare dinner for the family. I went to a roadside vendor and purchased huckleberry, came back home and cooked fufu corn and vegetable soup.

My husband had to assist me to bathe the baby and also feed them because I could not do everything. He then tried to distract me with diverse discussions because he saw that I was not in a good mood.

While we were discussing, he also put on a premiere league game between Manchester City versus Liverpool. I could not follow the game as before because my mind was not stable. I had to play games on my phone just to distract myself. Guys, it was a difficult day on my side and I wish it would never happen again to my family. Until my next diary, it is goodnight from my end.