TWO MOTHERS

. . . Two Mothers . . .

for nine months she bore me,

taking all the nourishment and precautions to make me live;

I could hear her silent pains but she responded with smiles.

when I came out of this world she almost lost her life

because the long hours of labor pains weakened her

and complication in the medication worsened her situation.

but her love and perseverance gave her

the extra strength to hang on.

in the absence of a father working far from home,

she raised me and three other siblings.

nights were made days to earn an honest extra living.

we maybe deprived of a comfortable home and other amenities in life

but we had a home that is accommodating and filled with love,

care and understanding needed to make us whole.

we had been properly educated not from exclusive schools

but we treasured the wisdom a public school life can offer .

the four of us can proudly say that we were raised in a modest home

and we’re never deprived of the decency and the joys of youth.

at the time that I settled for a family of my own,

Mama . . . Two Mothers . . .

for nine months she bore me,

taking all the nourishment and precautions to make me live;

I could hear her silent pains but she responded with smiles.

when I came out of this world she almost lost her life 

because the long hours of labor pains weakened her 

and complication in the medication worsened her situation.

but her love and perseverance gave her 

the extra strength to hang on.

in the absence of a father working far from home, 

she raised me and three other siblings.

nights were made days to earn an honest extra living.

we maybe deprived of a comfortable home and other amenities in life 

but we had a home that is accommodating and filled with love, 

care and understanding needed to make us whole.

we had been properly educated not from exclusive schools 

but we treasured the wisdom a public school life can offer .

the four of us can proudly say that we were raised in a modest home 

and we’re never deprived of the decency and the joys of youth.

at the time that I settled for a family of my own, 

Mama Nena is always there looking over my life but never intruding.

she may not have left me treasures of gold and silver 

but she gave me life itself.

from her I learned that life is sweeter 

when you work to make it better . . .

. . . that we must dream  and inch our way  for the 

realization of that  dream;

. . . that happiness is not at all measured in terms of money 

    but in the satisfaction that you gain within;

. . . that there is honor in labor,

for the fruits of labor are self-gratifying;

. . . that there is enough room for one who wants to make a 

life of her own;

. . . that patience, perseverance, fortitude and nobility

of work dignify  man;

. . . that respect is gained if you yourself respect and love 

yourself;

. . . that no matter how difficult life is, God will always  

 provide for facility in things that you do;

. . . that poverty is never a hindrance but a lever that can 

move you up the ladder of  success; and

. . . that life itself is the best teacher.

I may not be overt in expressing my love for MAMA NENA but these words mean more than what actions can do.

A new episode in life, gave me another Mama.

She became a friend, a sister, a mother, more than a mother-in-law.

She defied the image of a mother-in-law who poses as a thorn in one’s married life.

She may not be a Goliath but her qualities would surely dwarfen a giant –

   She has eyes that watch but never intrude;

        ears that listen;

  mouth that opens with words that soften a troubled heart;

a shoulder to lean on; 

a heart that feels one’s aches and joys; 

an inspiration to follow on;

a courage to defend and stand for her kids; 

a wisdom that makes one endure;

a strength to face the hardships that life may bring;

a deep and sincere love for family; and

an unwavering faith in God.

That’s my second mother – MAMA GLO!

She may have left this world but her legacy lives on in my heart.

Should I be given a chance to live again – I would  love to have my two mothers once more.  They are riches that no money can buy.  No amount of worldly treasures could  replace them nor measure  their worth. 

( A Mother’s Day Message for my two mothers.)

 is always there looking over my life but never intruding.

she may not have left me treasures of gold and silver

but she gave me life itself.

from her I learned that life is sweeter

when you work to make it better . . .

. . . that we must dream  and inch our way  for the

realization of that  dream;

                . . . that happiness is not at all measured in terms of money

                                 but in the satisfaction that you gain within;

                . . . that there is honor in labor,

                                for the fruits of labor are self-gratifying;

                . . . that there is enough room for one who wants to make a

life of her own;

. . . that patience, perseverance, fortitude and nobility

                                of work dignify  man;

. . . that respect is gained if you yourself respect and love

yourself;

                . . . that no matter how difficult life is, God will always 

 provide for facility in things that you do;

                . . . that poverty is never a hindrance but a lever that can

move you up the ladder of  success; and

                . . . that life itself is the best teacher.

I may not be overt in expressing my love for MAMA NENA but these words mean more than what actions can do.

A new episode in life, gave me another Mama.

She became a friend, a sister, a mother, more than a mother-in-law.

She defied the image of a mother-in-law who poses as a thorn in one’s married life.

She may not be a Goliath but her qualities would surely dwarfen a giant –

   She has eyes that watch but never intrude;

                ears that listen;

                mouth that opens with words that soften a troubled heart;

                a shoulder to lean on;

                a heart that feels one’s aches and joys;

                an inspiration to follow on;

                a courage to defend and stand for her kids;

                                a wisdom that makes one endure;

                                a strength to face the hardships that life may bring;

                                a deep and sincere love for family; and

                                an unwavering faith in God.

That’s my second mother – MAMA GLO!

She may have left this world but her legacy lives on in my heart.

Should I be given a chance to live again – I would  love to have my two mothers once more.  They are riches that no money can buy.  No amount of worldly treasures could  replace them nor measure  their worth.

( A Mother’s Day Message for my two mothers.)