Friends That Care
At the early days of my life, I sat down to think about what my future will look like, knowing I have sickle cell disorder and behold I couldn’t think of anything else but death. My life was filled with bitterness, tears filled my eyes day and night, all I could do was nothing but THINK. Growing up, I met diverse kind of people with diverse perspective about the disorder, to some, “You are a spirit child – Abiku ”, to some it’s a “death sentence”, to some, “you can’t survive the age of 20”,… but to some, “A special child, wonderfully and fearfully created by God” In the journey of life, I met good friends who helped me through my crisis period, friends who will always pray for me, stand by me in times of trouble, I can’t but appreciate such great friends in my life But wait a minute, what about those who are not privileged to have great friends like I do, those whose parents have neglected and they say “we know spending anything on you is a waste of money and resources, so...