My mother, my joy, my pride, my love and role model....
The bond between a mother and her children is very strong and i can even say it is stronger than the bond betweeen couples..
The one who takes care of both her husband and the children is also the mother, i have never truly understood and cherish the presence of my mother until the day she traveled home to the village after the death of her younger brother...
This story is about me, and i don't want you to misunderstand when i said "i never cherish her presence in my life"..
I meant that i never knew her importance until she left me and then i understood her value the more when it was all over, i was all alone with my father, my siblings were in school then and at that time, i just finished my SENIOR SECONDARY CERTIFICATE EXAMINATION[SSCE]...
As a child and even till now, my siblings and i have always depended on our mother for almost everything in life, like she understands us perfectly, she knew when we lost our things we come to her and then she directs us to where she kept it safely....
She does almost everything perfectly, i know no one is perfect but i can say it boldly that my mother is 100% perfect as a mother, even if all we do sometimes was that we didn't really appreciate her efforts then and thinking back it has been a pain in my heart and now i am doing everything to make her a very happy and i know one day she will be proud of me and the others..
I think it is high time i share the experience that makes me understand how important my mother is in my life and how her duties in my life is worth a million..
Join me as i take you on this short journey of my experience;
MY MOTHER MY PRIDE...
It all started in the year 2020 around april when my mother received a call from home over the death of her younger brother and she has to travel back home for his final rites to be performed and as the eldest in her family her presence was very important and crucial...
Upon hearing the news, my mother became down and started crying, we could not console her and she just kept on crying until she fell asleep after a sleeping pills was given to her and after waking up in 8 hours, she then decide to travel home the next day, she packed her things up and prepared for her journey....
The next day my mother took off and i saw her off to the the park, not knowing that to cope in her absence will be very hard...
She got there late in the night and even after she has prepared i and my father's meal, i couldn't eat well but i served my father that night and my mysery started the second day been a friday...
My father came back from work that evening and expecting me to have cooked his dinner but when he got home he was shocked at what he met for dinner, guess what it was?????
I made pap for him as dinner and he was like he has no choice but to drink the pap after all i was just starting to learn how to cook before my mother traveled home...
He had no choice that night but to take the pap and he said some words that day that shocked me, he said:
" I miss my wife so much, i know if she had been at home, i will be well fed and still had
more till my heart content"
I felt he missed her so much and i also missed her too, she was always the one in charge of ironing his clothes, washing his clothes and cooking his food and after she left i became the doer of everything, even then she help me to wash my clothes also and all became a burden on me when she traveled...
finally the day i felt her absence the most, it was on a sunday morning and as usual i woke up in the morning to prepare for church, after having my bath, on a norms my mum always do the waking me up part, she would have ironed both hers and our own church clothes a day before but after i woke up that morning, i went to select the clothes to wear to church...
On getting to my wardrobe, i remembered i haven't washed my clothes yet and there was not any clothe for me to wear and i have to go to church that day because i promised my mum to attend...
I had to pick unmatching clothes to wear, it was all rumpled, my shoes were not neat and tidy along with my wears, after that i dashed out and went to church but on my way back i saw hell....
I saw lots of eyes on me on my way back and i also noticed my dressing was off but i couldn't stay home and then i couldn't face many people and i remembered my mother at that time and i remembered how neat and tidy i was some sundays ago...
I had teary eyes as i was going home, and on getting home i met my mum at home and i ran to her and hugged her and she looked at my dressing and she laughed at me and i understood the meaning of the laughter and i apologized to her for not appreciating all her hard work and always complaining then she told me it was okay and she pat me on my head...
In conclusion, the shame i felt that day made me realize how important my mother is and how she is to be treated...
presently, i have learnt how to cook, wash and also i cook for my mum now and i can boldly say i am happy i have her as my MOTHER....i will always make you smile mum and thank you for bringing me into this world...
Kudos to all the MOTHERS out there!!!!
I LOVE YOU MOM!!!!!!!!
[my mother doesn't take pictures or else i would have shown
her here and that is why i am using the above pictures with their sources(pixabay pictures)]