This morning as I woke up from sleep. I noticed it was already 8:07am in the morning, I was amazed because it's unlike me to wake up that late but the most surprising thing came from the fact that it has been really cold in my room last night and I have found it difficult to sleep, then how come I over slept because even now as I'm writing it's still very cold.
Unlike my usual routine, the first thing I did this morning was to cover myself from cold with my thick sweater, most times I enjoy being completely nude in my house. I don't think if there's any form of sensation of freedom at home than staying completely natural like the first state of Adam and Eve.
The second thought that came to my mind was to tidy up my environment, so I went outside in the cold and started checking out for possible things that needs to be adjusted, I found a few things which I corrected immediately and then walked back inside my house almost freezing. I went and prepared a very hot tea for myself and went into my sitting room and on my sound system. I made the best choice of the speakers because I loved good sounds in music so it gives me the sound I want just the way I love it, the bass and everything. Sipping my hot tea carefully to avoid getting tongue burn, I gently sat down and used the remote controller to make a selection of my first song to the day. It was a song titled a Mother's love by Gena Hill.
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As I was listening to this song, I retired to my sofa very well laying with my back and stretched out my legs on the remaining space on the three sitter chair with my cup of tea still in my hand. The lyrics of this song brought back a lot of memories from the past concerning my mother. She has been a woman who I sometimes consider to be stronger than a man because everytime when there's a family get together and I travel home, my mom will happen to be the one taking care of every affair in the kitchen and still comes out to make sure everything is okay and clean in every other section of the house. Sometimes when we decide to visit our family big farm together and to help on anything we can, everyone will soon later get tired while mom will carry on with work as if she hadn't done anything yet.
The most surprising thing after returning home in those days is the fact that she will continue tirelessly with the unending home chores after even coming back from the farm while some of us will be lying down resting or just sitting down after taking shower. It always worries me because I feel she over stresses herself but each time I tell her to rest and leave other things she intends to do to be done later, she will decline. One day I had a feeling the reason she's remaining more agile and healthy is God and coupled with the fact that she exercises her body often by those works.
I also remembered that when I was little my mom has always been there for me to help our in my every need as though she reads my mind.
I remember she's the one that dresses me up, prepare my food and put in my lunch box and takes me to school. I remember even the time when I used to cry if she brings me to school and turns around to leave or whenever she visited. Also even when I started growing older, I remember always waking up in the middle of the night hearing the voice of my little sister as she cry, mom is always the one who wakes up to feed her and to make sure she prepares another food to wait ahead and she also changes her diapers. Now my sister is married and had given birth to two children who now stays with my parents, so it's as though mom is repeating what I watched her do for my sister when she was little and my sisters children cries a lot and loves mom to carry them. I'm really surprised mom carries them more often even though sometimes she complains of waist pain.
When I was a teenager, mom has always been the one who is ready and available to fight for me if I'm confronted in the wrong way by an elderly person. She also always wakes up very early in the morning to prepare food for the family, most times the period she wakes up is those moments when sleeping feels good and enjoyable. She wakes up by 3:00 am most times to start cooking using the electric cooker so that before 7:00 am my dad would be able to eat and go to work. The way she takes care of everything later encouraged me to start doing more because deep down, I said to myself, if my mother who is a woman can be this strong and dedicated then how much more me who is a man and also her offspring.
Now as a grown up man all I want is the best for her and for her to live long to enjoy more good things that is yet to come. It's a blessing for one to have a mother who values her family so very much and will give everything for its stability. Good mothers are more than gold.
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