Rushanara Ahmed, 50, Enfield
Glancing at my son, I watched him scroll on his laptop.
‘Any luck?’ I asked.
It was July 2020 and Nahid, then 26, had recently been laid off from his job as an aeronautical engineer at Boeing, due to the pandemic.
‘Not yet. But I’ll find something, ’ he grinned.
He had been applying for over 15 jobs a day.
Any employer would be lucky to have him.
Decent, hardworking and kind, he was the perfect son.
For many years, I’d raised him as a single mum in our 12th-floor flat.
We didn’t have much, but he’d flourished, doing well at school, and was a loved member of the community.
It had just been me and him against the world until I welcomed my miracle baby,…
