Jayden's Diary — Episode 6

 

Hi Jay, how are you faring, and how’s engineering treating you? You know, final year has been taking so much of me, as we have lots of projects stacked on another lot to do in school, so dear brother, forgive me for not checking up on you all that while.

 I spoke with mum over the phone yesterday and she told me the things you are going through, how Dad was frustrated and how you are getting so used to your space.

I understand how challenging these times may be, because I have seen how people in their personal and unfair orthodoxies regard holders of questions like yours.

 It is not abnormal that you are feeling the way you feel, as a matter of fact, there should come a time in a person’s life when they have questions about the order of things. It is an index of a growing mind, and I am proud of you.

I love you. And Jay, I’ll like you to know that even with all these worries of yours, Jesus does not see you the way people does. He loves you, regardless. He is the answer to all the questions you have about Him.

We have a three week holiday starting from next week, and I’ll be coming to your school with a friend to pay you a visit. I’m praying for you.

Take care, Jayden.

Your Sister,

Eloise Coker.

 

I woke around 4am today, feeling disturbed from a partial sleep. I switched on my data to check sports update, hoping that would at least, lighten me up. A mail immediately popped up on the notification bar. I rarely get mails, so I was surprised. It was Eloise, my sister.

I know I had emotions, but I am hardly one to show it. The narrative changed, for as I was reading Eloise’s letter, my eyes welled with tears that laid painful weights on my already shattering heart.

Eloise has always been one I knew I could confide in. She is skilled at dispensing the right words for the right moment, never castigates people, always ready to help. My own sister.

I could have told her my worries earlier, but I wasn’t sure how she would respond, because I believed everybody would respond the way my Dad did, the way my Mum did, the way Kelvin Carr did, the way my roommates did. My sister is different. And this message of hers, for the first time in two weeks or more, made me feel different.

And that made my morning. Diary, do you understand how much it means for only one person out of the entire universe to understand your worries? And when that person is your only sister? Totally lovely! I wanted this kind of love.