Yesterday Was Mother's Day

Years go by and I often find myself wondering why I’m not so appreciative of my mother’s life like most some children are and if there is anything wrong with me as an individual.
But I’ve come to the realisation that I’m not wired like most “children” or individuals and that I have allowed myself to let go of my mother as the only person I can depend and test my way at survival techniques and see how far I can go without asking my mother for something.

But, why is it that I often feel like I don’t appreciate my mother enough? The answer ranges from a while to a long distant race like answer, which I often have to reflect back on a string of events that have shaped the person I have become along the years.

Truth is I more than appreciate my mother, from things she has done for me to the things that I’ve learnt from her experiences. I’ve become a strong fragile young lady that doesn’t reply on everyday emotions as a means to display daily appreciation.

So yes, different experiences shape us into the people that we are today, and it is through those experiences and memories that I’ve learnt different ways to appreciate my mother without relying on the instructions of the world’s calendar.

Dear Nomvula Cynthia Normans/Hlophe aka Mommy, you are a mother I’d never trade in for/as a friend because you’ve taught me the greater value and treasures that come with motherhood that are often lost through friendship, and I’m somehow grateful that the lines aren’t blurred, and I can walk around courageously chanting praises of what a befitting and phenomenal mother you are.

I often remain quiet, as though troubled by what life has dealt us along the years, but it brings me much pleasure to see your lifelong dreams materialise. I understand it’s not easy to be our parent at times but certain things you can’t control, though they hurt you, but you further realise that you have played your part as a parent, and prepared us to be better people, the choice to become a better person though, is something out of you capabilities, that individuals need to make on their own.

I’m eternally grateful for the fighting spirit you’ve instilled in me throughout the years and if I may repay you, it would be with a life well lived, a life consumed by better decision making, a life of living the dream. Not being wired like my siblings, I tend to do my own thing and that’s fine, it keeps me sane.

I do love you, I can go for a while without informing you, but I do, very much, I doubt there is any other person I love as much as I love you on this earth… I sometimes fear showing you that I love you because life has shown us that the good go first, hahaha, this means you aren’t as good hahahaha, kidding! But I do love you…

Mother’s Day should be on the daily.