Tears trickled down in cloistered drops as I read through 
And I knew that this was the right time to STOP whatever I was doing to do this ONE THING FOR MY MAMA, to speak about the love I have for her, who first loved me and gave me her everything, her life, her all.
It was really shocking the pack of emotions that leaped at me from beneath the words of that post. I began to wonder if I had really shown Mom enough of how much I loved her and how much she meant to me.
WHO/WHERE WOULD I BE WITHOUT MOM
Mom was there from the beginning. From the time of conception till now, till the end. Caring for a life that was totally dependent on her for survival. She holds the distinction of being the one who having carried me for nine months, brought me into this world. It spans a long time and I don't know where, when to start from or how.
Is it from the Sleepless nights after she had me? The nursing from scrapes and scratches while toddling, or nursing me back to good health after illnesses?
Is it her protectiveness, her helping me get right over every fall - which was pretty often 😁? Is it her smiles capable of lighting up a million stars ? Or her touch that could soothe as a balm, my many pains, her kisses which meant everything was going to be okay.To say that she is a rare gift is an understatement.
The Super-therapist that had almost all the panacea for life's problems.... At the very least, palliatives. She had inner strength like a rock ,a power-house, the one to go without when the food could not go round. A Super-woman who had the magic wand to tidy up the messes I made of my life. The one who was ready to take my place if it meant me hurting less.
The connection is simply extraordinary and nothing like it could be found in any other relationship.
Her love wants the best for me. When I cried, she cried with me. My moments of joy were also hers.
She was heart-broken when my marriage packed up. She was broken along with me. She became my strength in those broken moments. She swiftly played the mother-hen by taking my kids under her wings, giving them the same un-conditional love, nurturing them and even helping out with their homework. Did I mention settling squabbles too? She did all of that and much more. Today, she is more 'Mom' to my kids than me.
I didn't really begin to appreciate motherhood in the fullest sense until I became one myself. Motherhood made me realize every thing I put my mom through and how my heart broke when my own child cries.
After I read this post in the early hours of today, I paid Mom a visit on the way to the office . I felt this choking love for this wonderful woman and I just had to see her. She was surprised and she fretted. She felt there was something wrong but I persuaded her otherwise and snuggled up to her. I placed my arms around her and told her again and again how much she meant to me. I covered her with smooches and shed a tear or two. It was a spectacle to behold.
Finding the surge of emotional outbursts rather strange, she called my son to enquire if all was well with us. It was my son's answer in the affirmative that put her mind to rest.
I want to thank
RHODA (MY MOM), I want to make this very meaningful, to make it feel larger than life , as you enter the blockchain forever, I want to say this in addition,
You are a blessing, a precious gift to me, my siblings and my children. For putting our needs above yours, I appreciate you greatly. You are the best thing to have ever happened to me, the best that has helped my unsteady feet to become whom I am today. You are my greatest love in a relationship that would never end. I wouldn't trade you for anything in this world.
HEAVEN DID THE 'RIGHTEST' THING : IT GAVE ME THE PERFECT MOM FOR ME
Y'all celebrate your Moms whilst you still can. As for me, I am off tomorrow to spend the weekend with My Mom.
My heart beats in beautiful colours
For this love that's meant forever
For these smiles that light the Sky-ways
For this touch of tender promises
For your voice that speaks wise volumes
For my Mom that loves me greatest
For in life's most sleepless journeys
When I'm thrown in the fiercest dungeon
Like a soldier you trudge on bravely
Trailing behind to bring me comfort
Giving the hope my soul desires
Without You, there's no me
Loving You is the least to do
My sweet Mom, You are the 'Rightest'
The 'Perfectest' and the 'Bestest' Mom
In the whole wide world
TOP-NOTCH GRATITUDE ALSO GOES TO MY LATE MATERNAL GRANDMA WHO WAS ALSO MY MOTHER. CONTINUE TO REST IN HEAVEN'S GLORY
TO TERRY, I WISH THAT YOUR MOM WOULD GET UP FROM THAT HOSPITAL BED, THAT YOU WOULD HOLD HER IN YOUR ARMS AGAIN,THAT YOU WOULD TAKE HER HOME WITH YOU, THAT YOU WOULD HAVE ANOTHER OPPORTUNITY TO APPRECIATE HER FOR EVERYTHING. HANG IN DEAR, DON'T GIVE UP ON HOPE
**THANK YOU ALL FOR STOPPING BY MY NEIGHBOURHOOD**💕💕💞