Every mom has a different role to play in their home.
So at my home, my mom who is not just a mother but also a super woman with superlative powers.
She is the best gift of life and without her, I’m nothing. I love my mom more than any one in life because she is
my friend for forever, my teacher for life and my idol for my dreams.
She taught me that what ever you do be honest, be humble, be a focus to your goal which is my mantra for life and
makes me be a seeker for a dream.
I think this not enough to say more about my mom better to write the story which is ”Unheard” by anyone and untold by “me”,
It is a story of an inspiring life who is everything to me, my mom,
A few years back In 2004…
When I was born, everyone was so happy and my mom happiness was something else cause I was the first child to my parents and it was also the day when my parents built their own home by working hard & struggling to make ends meet. It were the best moments I’d never to forget in life, everything was going well.
Later after a year my dad passed away with a heart attack and my mom was trying to display her strength although her tears and impatience becoming second nature said otherwise. I was a little child so I could not decipher what was happening around me, mom used to work and as the day passes the pain heals. My mom and me moved on in life. At the age of 18, I started valuing my mom more when I heard the inspiring story of my mom from my maternalgrandmother. How as a single mother, she nurtured me and the challenges she she faced to give every bit of happiness that I desired.
That day I decided whatever I do should make her proud and happy. So I started working hard and concentrating better on studies to pursue the dreams that we dreamt. As months & years passed by, I was finally on my own feet, Itook over most of the responsibility at home to avoid burdening mom with work and chores. She now had a matured child to take care of both of them.
My mom was a house wife when my dad was alive
After he passed away she started working in the primary school along-side a part-time cook at the school restaurant.In my opinion, what she has done for her family, cannot be easily matched. So, I’m proud of my mom, she is myinspiration, motivation and my life.
What I learned from Mom is written below in the poetry
I can see the tears in your eyes,
I can see the pain in your heart
I can see the scars on your body,
So please, don’ t pretend to be who you are not.
Ty. Love you Mom. Forever.