#momathon2

Motherhood is a beautiful journey. There is no end in this journey, it stays forever. It’s eternal. Often, children are so used to the fact that their mothers are always by their side. They take their mothers for granted. Mother’s as the name suggests are synonym for sacrifices. They always put their children’s wellbeing first that they even resort to lying for their children’s sake.;;
First lie
After the death of my father due to illness , my mother had to provide for us as a single parent. Life was so complicated and no day went without some suffering , she had to fund our needs alone. Our family’s condition was worse, but we were blessed with a kind uncle who offered to help us financially to educate my siblings and I.; Often, our neighbours persuaded my mom to marry again. But she didn’t heed their advice saying “I don’t need love”.;
Second lie
It was my first day to school at the age of five ,I still remember holding my mother’s hand, very nervous, My heart felt so heavy, I felt like I had a ball juggling between my chest and the throat, silently choked. I know it’s time to go, if I let my mom know my anxiety I thought she would fear. So, I mustered up all my courage to bid a good-bye to her , to my surprise i saw her eyes tear,; sliding down from her sunken eyes that she gently wiped to wave me a bye, with a little smile on her lips. I hushed, “Mom, are you crying? ”, “No, I’m not”! she replied. That was her second lie.
Third lie
It was when I graduated, I saw my mother like a flutter fly, dancing like an innocent child with a feeling of fulfilment and joy. She looked like as if she has accomplished; the utmost achievement on earth. And later it was time for me to fly abroad, to pursue higher education and to look out for a career. When I asked her if she was happy, she replied with all her sorrows within, “Yes, truly I’m”, but I could see her grief within, yet she grinned.;
The last but not the least lie
My mother started training me to enter to don the mantle of a daughter in law, right from when I was a fifteen year old girl. Holidays were tuition sessions with my mother for me in the kitchen. She made me stand by her side in the kitchen and taught me cooking.
Weddings are a major milestone for moms too. It seems like just yesterday she was watching me take my first steps and now she's watching me walk down the aisle to my future husband. Needless to say, she couldn't be any prouder.As she helps me into my dress, watches me walk down the aisle and recite my vows,; She's so incredibly enamored with the beautiful young lady i've become, both inside and out.Then inevitably the emotion overwhelms her and she tears up, but she doesn't want to be a blubbering mess on my big day. Here she goes again when interrogated, "Amma, are you crying?" she lied again saying "No" a painful reply.;
“Being a mother now I realise nobody prepared me for this time. Nobody told me of the heartache of the teenage years with a child, and nobody especially told me of the heart wrenchingly bittersweet moment in your child’s life when they grow up, and you watch them fly from the nest. I think that if someone had told me that, if there were a self help book about that, I would have most likely saved myself from years of heartache, years of headache, because this job does not come without risk. There are times that I want to cradle my child to me, There are times when I want to do this, and I have to stop myself sometimes, because I have to allow my child to run free, to experience life’s pains and joys all on their own. For, how else will they learn?;
Parenthood is a life-long journey—and it’s also a life-long (often-painful) practice of letting one season go as a new season begins. It begins postpartum and doesn’t end on our eighteenth birthday or their high school graduation or when they leave for college or when they graduate from college or when they get married or even when they become parents themselves.
You will never know how much your parents is worth till you become a parent. If your mom is alive and close to you, give her a big kiss and ask her for forgiveness. If she is far away, call her. if she passed away, pray for her.
To my mom, I dedicate this to you
Mother,
You are the one who taught me how to walk and talk, You never skipped your duties even when life showed you tremors and shocks.;;
Ma, you are the power house of my life , since my life began,; Mother! the word where the meaning of love begins and ends.;;
Even though life decided to be grave with you , you ultimately chose to be courageous and brave.
Everything else in the life is unsure, but mother’s love in you is very pure for sure.;;
Ma, you are the one who never gave up on life despite all the struggles, Just to make sure that all your kids are happy and snuggled.;
Mom! you are sure the meaning of perseverance, Sacrifice, hard work and love.Many thanks to you, but that’s not enough and for your endurance, I bow!
My mom's lie-she is the epitome of sacrifice..............!;.