Words cannot explain what my mother has seen in this life,she has been through hell and back.
I hold so dear to my heart ,that when she was going through a very difficult situation I was not there for her.She has and will always be there in my life and I thank God that The Almighty gave me a chance to know,love and respect her in all aspects of life.
I am writing this and hoping there is someone else out there going through the rough patch in life.My mum is a very hardworking and strong woman person and I admire her for every effort that she put,into making me the being I am today.
A spiritual person who never forgets to go down on her knees,when times have proven to be unfair to her.She is a tough cookie to crack and I try to emulate what she is in this short life.Hystorectomy came calling when I was going to college,members of the family had to donate blood type B+ to save her life.I recall I had no much time to spend with her after her operation but my dad and younger sister were there all the way.
The heavens came crushing down on us,when mum was later confirmed to be diabetic!What a life we all thought because we had no idea how we were to sail through?I htought life sucks at some point and it felt like there was no will to go on.
I recall visiting her one day and she assured as all was to turn out okey. Don worry my child every hurdle that you go through in life only makes you stronger', she said.
Spending as much time with her was my way of letting her know that I did not desert her in her time of need and I made sure she knew that she meant the world to us.Words at times may not make difficult situations easy,but deep down in my heart I prayed that she knew it all.
Days have passed and it is now 9 years since she has been able to manage her sugar level and enjoy a healthy diet.We have all learnt, what it is to eat healthy and not complain that brown bread does taste good!
Mum has long stopped injecting herself and all that she does now is watch what she eats. I can confirm the road has been rugged and the journey has been long, but we have come out victorious,any way.
Victory is ours.
NB.Internet not working so there is no hyperlinking to anything!
I am writing this and hoping there is someone else out there going through the rough patch in life.My mum is a very hardworking and strong woman person and I admire her for every effort that she put,into making me the being I am today.
A spiritual person who never forgets to go down on her knees,when times have proven to be unfair to her.She is a tough cookie to crack and I try to emulate what she is in this short life.Hystorectomy came calling when I was going to college,members of the family had to donate blood type B+ to save her life.I recall I had no much time to spend with her after her operation but my dad and younger sister were there all the way.
The heavens came crushing down on us,when mum was later confirmed to be diabetic!What a life we all thought because we had no idea how we were to sail through?I htought life sucks at some point and it felt like there was no will to go on.
I recall visiting her one day and she assured as all was to turn out okey. Don worry my child every hurdle that you go through in life only makes you stronger', she said.
Spending as much time with her was my way of letting her know that I did not desert her in her time of need and I made sure she knew that she meant the world to us.Words at times may not make difficult situations easy,but deep down in my heart I prayed that she knew it all.
Days have passed and it is now 9 years since she has been able to manage her sugar level and enjoy a healthy diet.We have all learnt, what it is to eat healthy and not complain that brown bread does taste good!
Mum has long stopped injecting herself and all that she does now is watch what she eats. I can confirm the road has been rugged and the journey has been long, but we have come out victorious,any way.
Victory is ours.
NB.Internet not working so there is no hyperlinking to anything!
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