A mothers loves even when the injustice here occurs when she would love us like we can never do no wrong in her eyes, even when we are mean to her and we don't love her with the same love that she would loves us with. Looking back I can never understand what we as children really mean to her, they would love when the love is desperate. Even in death grip and labour pain grasping a full fist full of gravel but still gathering up grace from deep down her guts to push in and not let go and never give up.
Her hips was practically dislocated to make room in her womb and to deliver you and I, our mothers strive like soldiers drink tears in each trials because raising kids is almost like a battle field. So like a farmer would do they sow seeds of tears to reap a harvest of joy, most times we bear fruits that they would learn to cope with. Teaching us to eat everything in our plates because there are people out there who don't have to eat, so why waste it?
Our mother who dangerously housed the future cuz they know what it is like to be pregnant of the present so that when they give birth, they totally forget about past pains and stick to the preparations for a life journey of patience. Selflessly being a working machine mixed with mercy often forgotten by us, we forget that the love they give us is the same they need as well lest amazingly and quietly experience neglect.
There is no love like a mothers love, suffered for their sons and daughters before each of us would think of our arrival. Gently compassionate like the ray's of the sun warming our frigid flesh with a smile everyday that reflect something much more deep. Its the truth we send signals to them but they never stop, which makes them a definition of perseverance, patience and power.
Mothers will never let go of their children just like an eagle would do, leaving the nest for the very time but never forgetting where they are from. So the least I can do is make it a goal to honour the woman who has been selfless and placing on front of her love and kindness. My mission isn't just to make the money I can make, but with it show my greatest sides to my mother.
I've had quarrels and so many times exchanged words, but she would still be the one to come to me and yet like nothing never happened.....the whole thing is over. Maybe I need to practice what they do, and to never ever be angry will be hard....once in a while, put a smile on her face and make sure she's happy just the way you are too.
Do you know why I wrote this message today? Because my beautiful mom came to me and talked with me on something, I could never forget even in a lifetime....she said son "the way I see myself today feeling this way and happy is because I have you in my life and I would never stop loving you"
The greatest gift of a mother is when she raises her hand to bless you, it is so powerful that it would work for you all the rest of your life. Whatever we earn today, "Are we making sure our parents are happy and you're still able to support with the little you get from here?"
God bless us as we do so. Thank you all for reading.
