Let's Wage War against "befitting burial", to encourage BEFITTING LIVING.

The people of amorka in ihiala of anambra state in Nigeria experience the most glamorous burial ceremony in the history of their town as one of their illustrious son buried his late aged mother.

Days after the burial, people are still talking about the elaborate of the burial ceremony, the calibre of dignitries that attended the event but something strange happened exactly 3 days after the burial.

The third night, as the family had dinner and was about to retire to bed, a strange wind with rolling dust surface from the woman's marbled grave, Everyone was astonished as what it could be, the younger ones shiver in fear, then there came a flash like a lightening thunder on the wall, cracked with a bold handwriting on the wall revealing clear writings...

LETTER FROM LATE MOTHER TO HER SON

Dear Son,

I want to know why I died like a poor woman when I have a Son like you.

My Son, I wanted to bless you before I die, but now I have gone with my blessings.

My breakfast, my lunch and my dinner was one of my challenges when I was alive, but you spent money to cook all types of foods, meats and different types of drinks on my burial day.

My Son, you choose to spread and rubbed my dead body with costly fragrance when I was using groundnut oil as my favourite cream.

You dressed my Corpse with an expensive cloth when it was difficult to buy a wrapper for me.

When my Corpse was in the Mortuary you came to check on me from time to time, you care about my Corpse than when I was alive why?

The most painful thing is the kind of expensive coffin you put my Corpse when I was living in an uncompleted house.

When you were young I starved for you to eat and be satisfied, I wore one cloth in order to provide enough clothes for you. I thought you would take care of me when I grow old.

You completed the house, painted it and cleared the compound in one week just to celebrate my Corpse.

You invited dignitries and people of influence from all walks of life to come to my burial while on my birthdays you barely calls me neither did you celebrate me.

Now you wrote tribute to me saying "Mama, I love you so much rest in peace" - When I died with a broken heart.

Finally, my son, I wrote this to remind you that there is no other person that loves a child like a Father/mother.

I died wretched, I lived poor but was buried rich

Foods I cannot not afford was cooked to bury me.

Expensive clothes i never wore while alive was out on me to bury me.

Perfumes, jeweleries, shoes and make ups I never wore in life I wore in death.

My son a BEFITTING LIVING IS BETTER THAN A BEFITTING BURIAL

May God forgive you.

Your lovely mother.....

As you read this story Let's Wage War against "befitting burial", to encourage BEFITTING LIVING.

Take absolute care of your parents and family members while they are still alive.

Celebrate them lavishly while you can as they are living especially during birthdays and anniversaries than waiting for a burial ceremony to write an emotional tribute.