Mama Tee Series -When A Child Goes Missing

 Oh Dear!!!

Tee went missing yesterday.

We had gone to visit a church member who just gave birth two streets from my street, the sitting room was crowded so kids were all moved to a separate room. I spent less than 20mins with the new mum then made to go, entered the room where they kept kids, Tee was no where to be found. That was how all the women in the house including visitors came out to search for Tee.

It all seemed like a dream, minutes turned into hours, darkness came, virtually all mothers in the neighbourhood who were around came out, young guys were not left out in the search, we combed all adjoining streets, calling her name as we went from house to house. 

We had checked my house several times in case she had gone home.

 I turned into an emergency prayer warrior. Confessing my sins, asking for forgiveness and pleading for her to be found in one piece. I remembered all the missing child posts I had read on this blog and else where, how some were never found, how some were found dead, I cringed at the thought.

I had cried so much that I could hardly see well, I regretted leaving my home that evening, I regretted allowing her to be taken to that room, I regretted ever hitting her, I regretted so many things. I couldn't imagine life without her, I had gotten so used to her in the four years of her existence that it seemed like we've been together since I was born, sacrificed so much for her too. 

The women consoled me assuring me that she would be found in one piece that night.

Then around 10pm or thereabout, a woman called me that I should come and pick my daughter in her house. She was found wandering on their street crying.

 When they asked if she knew my phone number, she answered yes and called the digits for them, that was how they could reach me that night. My joy knew no bounds.

Tee, who apparently did not remember I was still in the house had gone out of the room unnoticed and out of the house searching for me. She later told me she was 'looking for me'.


After we found her, the women started narrating their own experiences one after the other. Almost all of them had experienced this before. One said two of her kids went missing for four days when they attended a church function. Another said her grown up son went missing for a month, he was found in another town, and many more like that. I noticed that 80% of those who shared had experienced it more than once.

It was my first time experience and I don't pray to experience it ever again.

Are there parents here whose kids were lost and found? What was the experience like?


Mama Tee

*Na wah..I have experienced this briefly for like two hours and i know that feeling....Happy you found her!