”It takes someone really brave to be a mother, someone strong to raise a child and someone special to love someone more than herself.”
-Lilly
My mother is the strongest woman I know. From the day she accepted her responsibilities of her sister’s two children after she passed away to the day that she was so sick and almost die, my mom never show us a single sign of giving up. Everyday, we witnessed her bravery and strong faith to the Lord God.
Since the first day that she became a mother without giving birth, she embraced it whole-heartedly. She never thinked twice when she gave her best in raising children she doesn’t own. I’m proud of her because she molded them to a good individuals; loving and God-fearing.
She take good care of me and my sister since the day we were conceived to her womb. When she gave birth to me, she went critical but the love she have for her little baby girl made her strong.
Back in 2008 my father was hospitalized. His second life was almost ended, but thank God, He never let it happen. From that day my mother was always tired, she always sacrificed her sleep for my papa and she was always stressed.
Until one day, it was before Christmas day, her body collapsed, it already gave up for all of the restlessness. We rushed her to the hospital, and the doctor warned us that she needed confinement. But since she wanted to celebrate Christmas Eve at home with us, she refused it. She decided to sign a waiver that whatever happens to her it’s all our fault and the hospital is not responsible for it.
And the next day, worst thing happened. We woke up and it was too late, she already had stroke.
We went back to the hospital, agreed to all the proper treatments but her right brain was already damaged. Her left body from her face to her toes are numbed. It cannot function well. She cannot walk, she cannot write and even talk properly.
I felt guilty, she shouldn’t experienced that if we never brought her home right after the doctor told us it’s not good for her. We should think of her first rather than what she wanted. But we cannot do anything anymore.
Months of suffering and years of therapies.
For the ten years after she recovered herself, even if it’s not her same physical capabilities, everyday she still performs the duty of a responsible mother.
She wakes up early, cooks breakfast and packs my lunch. She will go to the market and prepare a delicious food for us. Everyday, she reminds my father to take his medicines and even take care of us whenever we’re sick. She will call my sisters to make sure that they are okay even they are miles away. She will make money from selling halo-halo. She will message me to have enough rest. And when I fell asleep, she will put blanket on me to make sure that when I wake up, I feel better.
Nothing stopped her for being the best mama in the world. Even she complains her painful legs every night. Even her left eye is almost blind. And even she suffers from new diseases, she performs a mother’s duty at her best.
We love her so much and we appreciate all her efforts. All of us are all proud of her.
She’s one of the reason why I wanted to be successful with my chosen career. Because of her I learned the value of life and importance of education. From a little girl, she raised me to become the best version of myself.
My mama is my motivation, my encouragement, my hope and my superhero.
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