If Tomorrow Never Comes
Next, I saw a gathering of sorts and it didn’t take long to see it was my graduation for my first degree at UCC. It was a beautiful day. The setting was beautiful with smiles and hearty chatter by proud friends and family of graduands.
The ceremony went on smoothly and it felt really good as I walked upstage smartly dressed in an academic gown over it to receive my certificate. That day, I graduated with my best friend from childhood and it was one of those days you wish it would never end.
Next, I saw myself in the Adisadel school classroom as a service person. I loved teaching but the allowance came like once in a blue moon making things a bit difficult for me and my family. After service, I was retained because of how committed I was.
I next saw myself sitting in front of an interview panel at the UCEW (now UEW) conference room. The thing is, I had dropped an application right after my service and a year later, I had the privilege to be interviewed. Things went well and I came out successful.
Things moved in a blur from then on.
There were throwbacks of both happy and sad times.
There were flashes from my mom’s surgery, my sister’s wedding day, my wedding day, flashes from the hospital when my first child was born, flashes from my post-graduate graduation.
Then there were flashes from welcoming my second child and third children.
There were flashes of me in the field sharing God’s word with receiving hearts and there were flashes of the numerous talks I gave at the Kingdom Hall and conventions.
Next, I saw my family on the screen, sleeping peacefully and my heart went out to them. By this time, I knew exactly what was happening.
Then the screen changed and I saw my parents, also sleeping beautifully.
Then, I saw my two sisters and my niece also fast asleep.
Slowly, the scene changed to my sister and her husband sleeping peacefully in each other’s arms.
My heart was heavy now because I knew this was the last time all the people I had loved and lived with would ever sleep this peacefully again.
And I wondered amidst it all if they would be alright with the storm that was brewing to erupt.
I wondered if tomorrow never comes for me, will each of them know just how much I loved them?
Oh, my dear wife, we had so many dreams, what was going to happen now?
My adorable children will have to brace through life’s storms without me beside them and that really got to me. I will miss all their milestones.
My sweet mom, and my hero of a Dad, will you survive this?
My beautiful sisters, how are you going to deal with this blow?
Then, there was silence but the bright light was still there. I could hear a cousin asking to see me because he had an appointment with me that morning concerning the project I mentioned earlier. He had to travel that day so I asked him to come early.
I prayed that my wife would come and call me and see me in distress and possibly salvage the situation but then I did not hear them talking again.
After some minutes, I heard my first girl call my name. She was standing beside the bed I slept on and when I did not respond, she shook me silly, something she usually did but still she did not get the response she was expecting.
I heard her run out with the speed of lightning and then returned shortly with her mom.
My wife called out my name and shook me, but still nothing.
Then, she asked the girl to step out and called my youngest uncle who was next door.
Then I heard my wife talking on the phone with my kid sister about what was happening.
They were all in the room now, I could hear their anguish as they tried to get me to move, blink or even talk.
A taxi had been summoned and I was lifted to the waiting taxi a few minutes later.
I could hear my son crying his heart out and my kid sister, the strongest-willed of us all, sat beside me in the taxi. I felt her praying and she kept talking to me, feeling the tears that had already formed in her beautiful eyes.
Then, the taxi pulled up at the hospital and I was put on a stretcher and wheeled quickly to the ward.
A lot of questions went through my head as I heard the nurses talking and a few minutes later, the doctor arrived and they tried to revive me at this stage.