Often times i wonder where i would have been without my Mom, she is my World and i love her so much. She is the soul that inspires me both when and when not i need it, seeing the things she does alone inspires my spirit and agitates me to put into practice her kind words.
My mummy is the reason i keep pushing even when it feels like it's not working. My Mama never give up, she would tell me"It's better you keep pushing than crying or pondering over a certain failure, no man is perfect, everyone has their bad times, there is no perfection".
Overtime, i have watched and observed my mom. The way she worked and fought for her marriage and it stood strong still marvels me, I tag her "My virtuous mummy". A word is enough for the wise, that's the statement she will always conclude with, making me to accept that she is strong and reliable from within and has never broken that zeal.
My Mom chooses to carry her ego knowing that she fought for it and no one can take it away from her. That's why she keeps on reshaping us to the better version of ourselves.
I'm deeply i spired by ever worda of her mouth and the pureness of her heart.
