“Ain’t a woman alive that could take my mama’s place”
“I can always depend on my mama
And when it seems that I’m hopeless
You say the words that can get me back in focus”
“I gotta thank the Lord that you made me
There are no words that can express how I feel
You never kept a secret, always stayed real
And I appreciate, how you raised me
And all the extra love that you gave me”
“But my plan is to show you that I understand
You are appreciated”
I am blessed. God chose for me to have a mother that is loving, kind, graceful, and non-judgmental. knowing when it’s appropriate to give constructive criticism and when to just be supportive. Many have not been blessed to be born to a mother of this nature or to experience a mom period. But GOD saw different for me.
My childhood was a happy and fun filled one. I didn’t grow up in a house of fighting and arguing. Yelling and shouting. Or even deprivation. We had talks. Family talks. We ate meals together. We travelled as a family to other states just because and we had family movie nights. Life was good.
My mother has taught me LOVE. Unconditional Love. I was never left to feel neglected, unworthy or even undeserving. She taught me strength and high esteem for oneself. I have made many mistakes in this life and in love but I was never told “I told you so.” She understood and still understands that I have to learn from my own mistakes but that’s not to say advice isn’t given.
When I decided to pursue what I considered to be a non-practical career away from what I went to school for I was surprisingly met with nothing but support and even told “don’t feel like you wasted your degree or your time going to school.” I don’t know how many people can say that. Instead of shielding myself and my brother my mother and father both always even to this day encouraged us to always put forth the utmost effort and if it doesn’t work out…well, at least you gave it your all.
My mother taught me to be a giver. I can recall my parents experiencing financial blessings on various occasions and sharing it with myself and my brother. It’s not something we really had knowledge of but because their lives don’t revolve around that mighty dollar they took joy in sharing with their kids. She has given a ride to a stranger that needed it. She has opened up her home to several friends and family that needed it. She gives her time, her ear, and her compassion. She’s been trying to teach me patience my whole life….we still working on that.
My mother has taught me what a wife…what a good wife is like. There have been times when I just didn’t understand some of her decisions but naturally I’m thinking from a single woman’s perspective. A more selfish standpoint. I watch her and my fathers interactions and I see genuine whole hearted love. I see compromise. Support. Affection. Respect. Trust. Happiness.
You are my heart and the ideal woman of whom I look to when I need to check myself. You are LOVE and I wouldn’t change anything about you.
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!
I’m going to take this time to celebrate myself a little bit. …
I am six years into this motherhood thing. Sometimes it still feels surreal that this little person refers to me as mommy and holds this amount of love and adoration for me. I do my best to ensure she is protected. Happy. And grows into an intelligent free thinking young lady. To accomplish this I naturally look to my mothers example. “What Would Donna Do?”
Having Sumaya has taught me love on another level. And she too is teaching me patience. She helps me in becoming a worth while woman because with her looking up to me I have to be sure to make wise decisions.
I do hope to one day have another child or two. And I know Sumaya would be more than thrilled when that day comes because right now all I hear are request for a little brother. Motherhood is scary when you are single and when it’s your first. And hopefully one day I will cross paths with my significant other and we can expand on this family and I can continue to learn, grow, and teach what I have learned from Donna.