My Husband Calls My Mother a Witch After His Life-Changing Accident

My husband doesn’t want to hear anything about my mom. He says my mother is a witch and that she is the reason for his current predicament. What did my mom do?

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My husband likes motorbikes. He’s been riding ever since I met him. He gave me my first-ever motor ride. I didn’t like the experience, so I didn’t do it twice. He can travel from Accra to Kumasi on a bike. To him, that’s life.

My mom was a little bit concerned, and she spoke to me about it. She asked me to tell my husband to buy a car instead of riding bikes around town. I didn’t tell him until my mom came to me saying she had a dream in which my husband had a serious accident that led to his death. She asked me to tell him. That too, I didn’t tell him.

I knew how my husband behaved when it came to him and his bikes. Unbeknownst to me, my mom had told my husband about the dream and had warned him to stop riding. My husband didn’t mind her.

One early morning, I was sitting with my mom when my husband walked by with his helmet in his hands. He told us he was going to town and would come back later in the evening. My mom said, “Kwabena, listen to me and park the bike ooo. Your kids are too young.”

My husband didn’t return home in one piece that day. We got the news and went to the hospital to see him badly damaged and almost mangled. I cried. I thought he wouldn’t make it through the night, but as each day passed slowly, the broken bones healed. The bruises grew scabs and, slowly, he got back on his feet again. He could walk but was never the same again.

He walked with a limp while carrying the scars of that day around his face and all over his body. He started fighting with my mom while he was at the hospital. He sacked my mom from the ward once and warned her never to come back again. He told me, “You can follow her if you don’t understand.”

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My mom doesn’t come to us again, but anytime I tell my husband I’m going home, it turns into a fight. To the extent that one day, he asked me to go and come back no more. He locked me out. Had it not been for the kids, we would have slept outside. How can I manage a situation like this without breaking my home and without abandoning my mom?

—Beatrice

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