My name is Margaret, a mother of four from Eldoret, Kenya. For many years, I lived with deep pain and confusion as I watched my children struggle in ways I could not explain. Each of them was bright, hardworking, and full of potential, but no matter what they did, they kept failing. It was not just one child, but all of them, one after another. As a mother, it broke my heart.My firstborn was very intelligent in school, but just before finishing college, he dropped out after failing exams unexpectedly.
The second child tried business, but every shop he opened collapsed within months. My daughter kept getting into bad relationships that ruined her focus and confidence. The youngest tried learning a skill, but nothing worked out. It felt like a pattern, as if something was following my family and destroying every effort my children made.At first, I blamed myself. I thought maybe I did not raise them well or maybe I lacked money to support them properly. I borrowed money to help them restart their lives many times, but every attempt ended in disappointment. Neighbors started talking. Some said my children were lazy, others said our family was cursed.
I prayed daily, but the situation only seemed to get worse.What disturbed me the most was that my children were trying. They were not careless or irresponsible. They worked hard, but failure met them at every corner. That is when I realized this was not normal. Something was seriously wrong. I felt helpless because……To continue reading,CLICK HERE
