Have you ever wondered what life would be without mothers? Without care, love and affection; a House devoid of their tracks in this place we call home. Without their call for tender, loving touch in so many small details of our lives.
A dull without their constant harassment and the questions, without checking on us, our out and come in place.
Without them, to add a kitchen fire fireplace heat; a return to the House without their attendance to us or we in; without them to begin a day; waking in the morning, devoid of sweetness; a life without them, a life empty without mothers for the goodness in our days!
It's unconditional love makes us who we are today. And to have them is one of the greatest blessings we never ask. They have always given us this charm, smile, confidence, assurance that we will never could find elsewhere or to someone else.
And yet, we can never understand the love that they have always done for us. This sacrificial love that goes beyond explanations. Even love that gave them the strength to run for us, put us before them such a loving way, make more just to provide us with our needs and much more.
Mothers will always hold special places in our hearts. Regardless of how grown we are or where we arrived in life, they will continue to be the light in our moments of grief, hope in our despair and perhaps only in this world who will be always proud of what you are without thinking twice.
The strength of an amazing mother. How they take care of their children and raise the way that they need to do. How, they are still there for them at the moment where that child is designed to travel that the child has achieved. It amazes me how they forgo their sleep simply in the interests of their child. How they wake up in the middle of the night just to calm their cries. That these odd hours, they do not mind doing it all over again and again, until a child is any cultivated and on its own.
It amazes me how they take pride in victories little children! How mothers cheer for them when they take their first steps, or say their first word. How they ensure that their paths are clear when they are left to explore their worlds shortly. How their heart break wounded see and their mind preoccupied thinking of their children always and always.
Mothers who themselves credit never to raise fine citizens of society. It amazes me how, even years after their children settle down and get a life of its own, mothers will always think about the world of them and be there for them, with their words of wisdom and experience.
How they can never enough of us, and such love in our homes, we can begin to imagine our areas of comfort without them, no any how nagging that they sometimes seem. It is to them that we have all our respect and love. Because they gave us the life that we can't repay, because they simply like the way we are and have always loved us enough to reprimand or we do suffer when we are going in the right direction, and because there is no substitute for a mother, there is no reason why we shouldn't keep her in our hearts with gratitude. And indeed, always love and respect for what it is.
She is a poet, journalist & a columnist and lives in Kohima.
