How My Wife Stretched Her Savings to Feed Us Through a Tough Weekend
Yesterday, heavy rain kept us at work and my boss refused to pay us until we finished. When I got home, the dinner she cooked was not enough for our children. I spent my only money on a few akara, but the kids ate them before I could have a bite. I went to bed angry, hungry, and on the verge of losing control. That night, my wife tried to calm me and make peace, but I was too upset. We argued and slept in silence. This morning, I woke to the smell of rich agushi soup she made from her own small savings. The portion was small, but it filled me and warmed my heart. For lunch, she prepared sweet potatoes and oil with the same love and care. I thank her for always putting our family first. Her sacrifice reminds me why I love and pray for her every day.
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