My son decided not to invite me to his wedding because I was lame and poor, but I went anyway. What I discovered shook me to my bones.My son Joshua lives far away from me. He grew up in this village, but as soon as he got his college degree, he started avoiding this place and me like the plague. He used to visit in the beginning, but after some time, he gave up on that too. Over the years, we slowly drifted apart, and even though I tried my best to avoid it, it happened anyway.
One day, I decided I would surprise him by going to see him. It was a long journey from the village to the city, but I didn’t mind; I only cared about seeing my son. When I got to his neighborhood, there was fanfare, and the street was lined with flashy cars of all shapes and models. I even caught sight of one with doors that opened vertically. It was all quite novel to me, but nothing prepared me for what awaited me as my taxi drove me closer to my destination.It seemed like we were following the long line of cars packed on the side of the road, and to my surprise, it led to my son’s place.