Drying Widow's Tears

Drying Widow's Tears


Asides loosing a child, the worst thing that could happen to a woman, whether young or old is to loose her husband. It is a major setback that many, sadly never recover from.

I lost my dad at a tender age which only means my mum has been a widow for most of my life and can relate to all the pain, aches and battles she has had to deal with for more than two decades.

Sadly, I have always wanted to ease the burden off her a bit but couldn't due to circumstances beyond my control. However, I have not stopped nursing the desire and passion despite the unseen circumstances that may have stifled my plans in the past and believe it is time to do something about it now, no matter how little.

Truth is, there is never a perfect timing to start small, just take a little step of faith and let God orchestrate the journey.

Today, I have decided to dry atleast the tear of a #widow each month and if by the end of December I'm able to put a smile on the faces of twelve widows, then the year 2022 would have been the most fulfilling one yet.

This is also calling out to as many that are out there who appreciates our mothers for the awesome work they have done, the investments they've made to the world, families, communities, churches and mosques as the case may be, to join me to make this a reality.

Twelve widows can be multiplied to hundreds and thousands and even ten thousands, we just have to come together and give back to the beautiful hearts that have once blessed us, and still do, quite frankly.

Drying widow's tears is an unstoppable mission for me this year and I pray the good Lord grants the desires of my heart.

Thank you .

Yours forever,
Kolawole Solomon
Founder, King Solomon's Mine

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When my pen bleeds, expressions are kept close to my heart, and as it bleeds the words from deep within through my writings, I discover I have created art. I display a piece of my soul. This is my work, my blood, and it should be an object of pride, no matter how much it is criticized or praised.