Greetings!
My mother, this is one my after my God who created me, I'm indebted to. My mum as I used to call her was a special woman to me when alive and that's why, I loved her so much. She was the epitome of what true motherhood should be. Her support, care and love for everyone in and around her was a top notch. But her dealt really dealt a huge blow to my face.
On the 22nd of February, 2011, she was called to glory, but before then, she lived a fulfilled motherhood life and left an indelible mark before her demise. Mummy Akintade as she was fondly called among her colleagues at her place of work, where she teaches was a hardworking woman and a devoted Christian. She used to pray for her pupils and staff at every midnight which used to disturb my sleep. But now, I'm also enjoying the same grace of what she's done in the the past, most especially what she's done for others. No wonder at her death, people could not control their tears just for losing her to the cold hand of death. Though this is not where I'm going, but to share the picture of the woman who demonstrated what motherhood should look like.
Mummy Samson as her in-laws used to call her, was a virtuous woman who loved everybody around her, but most especially, her husband and children( Samson and joshua) this said woman would always do everything in the armbit of law to protect and provide for his home, I could remember when I was growing up in the 90s, this woman because of her delay in giving birth to my younger brother would always take me all around just to protect and provide for my needs. When talking about this protection of a thing, just because of her inability to give birth to another child on time, her in-laws were just doing anyhow to her, trying to embarrass and molest her in the public, so, for this reason, she's always being protective at all time. Maybe this is because of her sensitivity to what might have happened, but didn't later happen. Thanks to God and her for protecting my childhood.
Also, this virtuous wife and mother with what she's passing through in those days, will always support and respect her husband, eventhough my dad family were against her. She stood by her husband like a wall of Gibraltar. Maybe my dad would have died a long time ago for not yielding to his family advice of getting married to another wife, but for my mum resilience and prayer, she prayed against all forces and power militating against her marriage and she later recorded victory. No wonder my dad cried like a baby when we lost her.
In my mum quest to support my dad, there's a time in the early 20s when my dad was relieved of his job, then things were hard and we couldn't afford to eat and buy things to the house. Also, payment of school fee was hard . But my mum a primary school teacher, rose to the occasion and was doing all that supposed to be done at home even without her notice. Whenever she wants to pay our school fee, she would give the money to my dad to pay or give us the money, so as not to be like the one doing everything. I got to know this after her death, when my dad was sharing the love she has for all of us with us.
On many occasions, my mum would come to my school, to plead on my behalf. She would always come to beg the principal not to send me home for not paying school fee. She would do anything legal to stop me from not having quality education. When some used their money to buy Aso ebi, my mum will always use her own money to take care of us. What a loving mother.
In the year, 2009, when I was to register for my wassce and neco, there's nothing on her and my dad too, so she came to my school to beg the management to allow me write the exam, with the hope of paying as soon as possible. Do you know the principal paid for me, just because she's not seen a mother so loving to her children like hers. Some of my mate even thought my mum was dating the principal and maybe that's why they used to call me the principal bastard son.
Hmmm, after passing my wassce and neck, my admission was delayed and my mum was worried, but I told her not to worry. But on a certain Wednesday, she promised me to send me to a private university by obtaining loan if the federal university was not clicking then. She said , she would see me through the journey of my life. But do you know what, "man proposes, God disposrs" and this is because she died a week after. This was very painful, but what can I do?
So, it's like the world is over, but with time, I forged ahead. Though, the journey is not easy without, but I kept on moving with sorrow in my heart. I missed my mum and I used to cry. What a defensive mother. I lost my mum.
One thing I'm really sure of is that, though she's no more, but her legacy still exist, all what's done still lives after her, and that's what we are now enjoying. Aside that, whenever I needed money to do something important in my life, my mum even at death, will always be part of it. How? I could remember when I was to get married last year and i needed money to settle some bill, including all the needed money on the bride, it was then that part of her gratuity was released, so, I used part of the money to foot the bills. Is it coincidental? No, it's not, but for her to be part of my success. Though, she's not there in person, but there in spirit and resources. No wonder I cried my eye out when she's not on seat on m.j y day of celebration. Now I'm also planning to start up a project and I still needed money. But do you know what, I have been called that another fund of hers will be released. What a woman? Even at death , she still provides and show the love of motherhood. She's indeed a good mother.
Mum, you legacy still lives on.
My mum my heritage..
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