To my King - A tribute by the wife of Major Maxwell Mahama - A tribute by wife of Major Mahama - Part 2

You would shout my name from the room when you heard a noise in the kitchen, you would say “B, are you ok? Sometimes I ignored it because I felt you ask too many ‘are you Oks’. So now, who should I be making flavoured tea and lemons for? Your morning lemons were constant and although I sometimes felt it was a nuisance, I still did it without complaining.

You said thank you to me a million times, and when you finished eating, you would say you know why women live longer than men and that when a woman cooks a good meal, her husband blesses her.

You were spontaneous. We drove to Akosombo one evening just to have dinner by the river, and we did all sorts of things. Eheh, Maxwell, I won’t tell you I am in a scarf before you tell God to let you come down and remove this scarf off my head. I won’t even tell you I am in some black attire.

I love you and I always told you. I always reminded you of what you mean to me. You meant the world to me, my everything. But you were always too worried that you were not giving me the best of life. Seriously, I don’t regret wanting you all to myself and that is why I can look back and smile today.

I promise to take swimming and tennis serious because this was your wish that one day, when you are not around, your kids will swim and play tennis just like you. But the way you added golf to your sports, am I supposed to learn golf too? You were a great husband, a great father, a great friend, a great son to your parents.

I am beginning to believe my prayers hindered you from going earlier, but this time, you just had to go because the Thursday before that Monday, I had gone to pray some powerful prayers for you at “Answer Time”.

I am glad you saw me worthy to share your great but short life with you. I won’t forget to tell the kids how heroic and great you were and are. Your memory will never die! You are not dead, you are still alive, alive in our hearts. I remember you sacrificing so much for me to do my Masters, I told you I appreciated that move very much but you said it was because you want me to be in a good standing to cater for the kids when you are no more. I always asked you “where at all do you think you are going”.