letter to my mom

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Mom,

You’ve been the greatest mother to me
Teaching me many things that others never see
And so I write to you this very day
That The Lord may bless you in every way

Through the years of heartbreak and toil
You’ve always been there for this girl who you spoil
And now I’m a lady whom you trained in the past
Though sometimes I may tell you to ‘just kiss my ass’

Anyway I just wanted to say
Thank you my mother for starting me on this Way
For without your teaching I’d be lost today
But because of you and God by my side
Maybe I will find the bravery inside

The strength to withstand every personal attack
That mine enemies throw at me and I might just lack
And so to you the ‘world’s best Mom’
I’ll remember you always especially on your birthday.

happy birthday shugar! ! !

My Real Goddess
&
Today my mother
Came to my room
With lots of blessing
And full of good wishing
To live long
Happy and healthy
Progressive and wealthy
My mother
My sweet mother
My beautiful mother
My loving mother
My real goddess
My ever goodness
My first lady I loved
My life my mother
My soul my mother
My God-gift my mother
My pride my mother
My aim my mother
My teacher my mother
My friend my mother
My preacher my mother
O the Absolute Almighty
Give me my mother
Again and again
And again and again
My mother
Only my mother.

Thank you, I love you Mom

Love, Your first born Daughter!

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MY MOTHER – HBBD

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Who sat and watched my infant head
When sleeping on my cradle bed,
And tears of sweet affection shed?
My Mother.

When pain and sickness made me cry,
Who gazed upon my heavy eye,
And wept for fear that I should die?
My Mother.

Who taught my infant lips to pray
And love God’s holy book and day,
And walk in wisdom’s pleasant way?
My Mother.

And can I ever cease to be
Affectionate and kind to thee,
Who wast so very kind to me,
My Mother?

Ah, no! the thought I cannot bear,
And if God please my life to spare
I hope I shall reward they care,
My Mother.

When thou art feeble, old and grey,
My healthy arm shall be thy stay,
And I will soothe thy pains away,
My Mother.
Ann Taylor

AISHA n JOSH episode 4

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The Question got me confused. I looked down, Josh‘s lamentation raced through my head. He had complained about how his mum just hates Muslims. He was perplexed; her reasons for such hate were best known to her. I was a bit stunned by the question, completely unprepared for it, Josh seemed prepared so he answered her with a church name I had never heard of. Her face lit up with such a wide smile, one would wonder if she were the one getting engaged. I entered into her outstretched arms and took the warm embrace, still wondering what was happening

She spoke to me like I was her dream daughter-In-Law, I should have been so pleased by the delight in her voice and the excitement as she spoke but I all but resembled her that dream daughter-in-law her son had been telling her about.  Josh had lied about me. I wondered within me which of the emotions I felt was stronger; shame or anger. I couldn’t wait to leave their house and scream out all within me that was bottled up. she was obviously happy with her son because he had never brought home any girl, and now she had made the only one he did uncomfortable. She smiled all the more, trying to make up for it, I was not moved.

Immediately I was alone with Josh outside his house, I turned an angry face. I usually am a timid person but I had enough courage to confront him on why he had lied about me to his mother. He begged and begged for me to listen to him, explaining that his mother is a very tribal person. I could not understand because I was no racist, sexist, ageist, or any -ist so why would someone at that age and status be? From that moment I harboured questions about my relationship with Josh. “Things will get settled once I tell my dad the truth”; was the final word he said before I left. It gave me some comfort and I grew optimistic. I left for Kogi the next day.

I missed Josh so much I could barely think of any other thing or guy, I made few friends and shared my story with them, they loved Josh already but were all worried about his parents rejection of me. I hid under the cover that Josh and I were just kidding around. They were not deceived.  It was obvious I was only consoling myself.

Two months passed since I left school and communication between Josh and I went on smooth. He often spoke of how much he missed me and wanted to see me. He had concluded he was going to take the job at cyprus and we planned i would move over there to study a master’s program of my choice. My mum bought the idea without me mentioning josh as my reason. Things went on as planned. 2 weeks before he was to leave the country, I travelled down to see him. We had a whole week to ourselves, having fun in our usual way. We had hope it will all work out fine.

Things changed and he cared less but I didn’t bother myself too much because I thought it was pressure and stress from travel preparations, I saw pictures of many him and a particular girl on his phone. He gave me different answers each time I asked. I didn’t care because he was leaving town soon and all these girls won’t see him to trouble again. I helped pack his bags and found his travel ticket and passport, it says; UK!
UK? You told me cyprus and showed me your invitation letters, why UK now? He calmed me down as i raised my voice, told me he was going to the UK to get his Visa and do more interviews. My questions were why didn’t he tell me. But he had no reply. I immediately knew Josh had been lying to me. He just kept saying sorry but i didn’t understand. Tears filled my eyes as my leave day approached. The day before, he asked me in the morning when i was leaving i told him “tomorrow” he said; “can’t you leave today? You know i have to go see my family and spend few nights with them. I told him i could stay alone and leave the next day. We argued it for hours before he left in anger. He called severally, i didn’t pick because i was angry.

When Josh returned at about 8pm that day, he said i just had to leave that he can’t leave me in the house. he ordered me to pack my bags and go stay with a friend, i couldn’t figure what went wrong and why he would treat me like that. I called his friend to beg him and i begged him to forgive me for not picking his calls and pleaded that he should let me stay till the next day but he declined. I had no cash on me and i didn’t want to go to a friend but i had to, he said he couldn’t drop me off because he was tired. I left in tears, fear, anger and confusion. When i got to my friend’s she hugged me and told me things would be fine. I wanted to call him again when i realised i forgot my phone there.

I took a bike back to his house, my friend wanted to come but i didn’t allow her because i didn’t want her to see us argue or fight. On getting there; i knocked severally, he didn’t open, i decided to peep through the room window, my heart dropped to my feet and my jaw to my chest at what i saw.

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