The love i have for my mother is not the one of this planet, ohh yeah i am damn serious about this, i know most people will understand what i am saying better especially those who have this strong bond with their mother...
The love between a mother and her children is just divine and special, if there is something i am sure of in the future, it is to have my mother in my house for a long time, i don't want anything from her than for me keep on seeing her face every morning with her fresh prayers before brushing in the morning..
This kind of prayer will take you beyond your expectations in life, if you want to continue soaring high, i will advice you to always make her happy then i promise you no force of darkness will befall you with her prayers and blessing around you all the time
I know you all might be wondering why all this weird intros, well i am going to tell you why in the paragraphs below on why i choose to write about my mother today....
I TASTED MY MOTHERS COOKING AFTER WEEKS..
Since the day i made up my mind to become independent that is working hard day and night to ensure my survival and to provide little little support to the family, everything about me as changed...
When i talk about it has changed, i don't mean for the worse oh, i meant everything about me changed in terms of my daily life and lifestyle in general..
I am known to be a big eater but as i started working and making money, my eating habit changed, back in the past when i don't see food to eat, i don't care who is around me, be it my friends or my mum's friend, i cry real tears until i eat but when i started growing up everything changed that i don't even ask my mum for food again, whenever i ask and she says there is nothing, i go to my bag and give her something for herself and then i move out of the house to fend for myself...
For about a year and a half now, that has been my habit, food is the least of my worries, when i see food, i eat but when i don't see, i calm down and handle it like a man should and so far so good i have been okay UNTIL recently..
For some weeks now i have been away from home, my dad and my mum are a bit far away from me because i now stay with my brother, i spend all my 24 hours at home doing different things when he goes to work..
I was okay in terms of care and other things but the food aspect has been my problem, every thing is just so different compared to when i was with my mum, i see my mum almost everyday but i didn't eat her food...
For about four days we cooked the same soup(egusi) twice and all in different way, the first one was without vegetable, the second one was with vegetable and we had it with swallow(eba), damn the first soup was so dry that i couldn't eat it and the next day i called my mum to tell her, she laughed and dropped the call..
It kept on going for about two weeks with just rice, sphaghetti, noodles and egusi soup, i was just eating to survive not because i love the food and this week i made up my mind to run back to my mother's house before i start dreaming of egusi and eba and fortunately i got my prayers answered...
Today i was in my brother's place after eating rice and stew, i was on my pc playing mintest and then i missed her called, seeing her call i rushed home because i couldn't get in touch with her again..
On getting home i saw her on the chair and i asked her why she called me and she said i made rice and stew and i thought of calling you to come and have some these were my mum's exact words to me..
I didn't let her finish before dashing to the room to bring out her pot , i dished to my satisfaction and the stew was made with locust beans, omg you should have seen me tearing down that plate of rice like it was my last supper..
My mum was amused and she was looking at me, she asked me don't i get food where i am staying, i laughed and ignored until i was filled and then i thanked her and dashed out again lolz...
In summary, i was happy with that rice and stew because that food just made escape another egusi soup and eba this night which i think if i should eat it this night i will collapse lolz..
In conclusion, you might be wondering why can't i stay with my parents, lolz, their own is too much lolz, their do's and don't is too much, i am not free to work in that environment but in my brother's house after he and his friend has gone to work i am all alone in the house with the dog...
I have no worries, i just blog, blog, blog and sleep all day and feed my dog until he comes back, i am enjoying my stay here but my only problem is the egusi and eba lolz..
THANKS FOR READING
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GOD BLESS OUR MOTHERS LOLZ...