By Dr 'Timi | Bishop & Mentor 
What’s a mystery from your own life that you’ve never solved?
Some mysteries do not begin with answers.
They begin with absence.
One of the deepest mysteries in my life is why my mother left.
Not just the physical leaving, but the silence around it.
The unanswered questions.
The moments I replay in my mind wondering if there was something I missed, something I could have changed, or something I was too young to understand.
When someone who is supposed to stay becomes the one who disappears, it leaves a kind of echo inside you.
You grow older, but certain questions grow with you.
Was it pain?
Fear?
Brokenness?
Did she leave because she wanted freedom, or because she did not know how to carry the weight of motherhood and her own wounds at the same time?
I may never fully know.
But one thing life has taught me is this:
Sometimes people leave not because you were unworthy of love, but because they were at war with parts of themselves they never healed.
That mystery shaped me.
It made me more observant, more guarded, more hungry for meaning and connection.
But it also taught me compassion. Because the older you get, the more you realize adults are often wounded children wearing responsibilities.
I still do not have all the answers.
Maybe I never will.
But I have stopped allowing the mystery to define my value.
Some closures do not come through explanations.
They come through healing.
