In another world, my mother does not become a mother,

She does not meet my father or at the very least, she never falls in love with him. Instead, she pursues her dream of becoming a renowned fashion designer and opens her own fashion house in the heart of Abuja. She travels the world in her free time, searching each country for the best fabrics and takes photos of her pilgrimage journey in mecca. She never has to worry about what if's in life because she is too busy living it. 

In another world, I do not exist, but my mother gets to live, not die trying to survive. 

- friddah