I received a broadcast a few days ago and I loved it so much that I decided to share it with you all.
LETTER FROM A MOTHER TO A DAUGHTER
"My dear girl, the day you see I’m getting old, I ask you to please be
patient, but most of all, try to understand what I’m going through. If
when we talk, I repeat the same thing a thousand times, don’t interrupt
to say: “You said the same thing a minute ago”... Just listen, please.
Try to remember the times when you were little and I would read the same
story night after night until you would fall asleep. When I don’t want
to take a bath, don’t be mad and don’t embarrass me. Remember when I had
to run after you making excuses and trying to get you to take a shower
when you were just a girl? When you see how ignorant I am when it comes
to new technology, give me the time to learn and don’t look at me that
way... remember, honey, I patiently taught you how to do many things
like eating appropriately, getting dressed,
combing your hair and
dealing with life’s issues every day... the day you see I’m getting old,
I ask you to please be patient, but most of all, try to understand what
I’m going through. If I occasionally lose track of what we’re talking
about, give me the time to remember, and if I can’t, don’t be nervous,
impatient or arrogant. Just know in your heart that the most important
thing for me is to be with you. And when my old, tired legs don’t let me
move as quickly as before, give me your hand the same way that I
offered mine to you when you first walked. When those days come, don’t
feel sad... just be with me, and understand me while I get to the end of
my life with love. I’ll cherish and thank you for the gift of time and
joy we shared. With a big smile and the huge love I’ve always had for
you, I just want to say, I love you... my darling daughter. "

Last week, at the end of the 'My mother, My friend' article, I asked you
guys to send in sweet thing about your mothers, here are a some of the
things I got.

"Unfortunately my mom is dead. May her dedicated,humbled,beautiful soul rest in perfect peace." - Yetunde Mustafa
" Mothers to me are the best gifts one could ask for. I lost mine to a
series of illness and loss of memory due to an after effect of a ghastly
motor accident we had 3 years ago and I'd say she had 2 give up her
life 4 us because we were hanging by a thread, my sister lost her arm n I
had broken ribs which threw her into panic . Life has never been the
same. She was my best friend and confidant and I miss her more than
words could tell. She moulded me into the lady I am today. I remember
some years back when my family had financial issues, she sold some of
her possessions to make sure she kept us in school and had food on our
table. She would run around whenever we fell ill and won't sleep till we
slept. I miss her so much" - Nyelu
Thank you guys for sending in all these beautiful things about your
mothers, whether dead or alive I am sure they are somewhere smiling at
you.
Stella's Quote of the day: Let's not wait till we loose the ones we love before we begin to show how much we care.
The dreaded morning sickness
ReplyDeletePregnancy-induced insomnia
Forcing you to listen to the serenade of annoying crickets
Mood swings that causes close ones to dislike your behavior…
Pools of crimson blood coursing down your thighs
Your body usurped by anguish; the abysmal lows, the aching highs
A fatiguing marathon ran on months counted in nines
The arrival, a culmination that wipes away all pain with a look into your baby’s eyes…
The sacrifice; countless episodes of sleep deprivation
To feed your baby's hunger sensation
The diaper change, the outrage
As your other half seeks other forms of elation…
The disrespect during your baby’s adolescent years
The recalcitrant behavior that often leaves you in tears
The joys of seeing them marry; empty nest fears
But in all this, she keeps shifting up the gears
A mother’s love, always brimming, never in arrears
To all the amazing mothers, I say, CHEERS!!!
I LOVE my mum to scatter!!
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