To My Mum

There might be some people out there who might not love their mother but I love my mum so very much. Apart from giving birth to me, this weight loss journey started because of the push and love she showed me. She has always told me the truth no matter how it hurts, especially on my physical appearance. I knew a lot of people lied to me about how i looked in the pass maybe because they didn't want me to feel bad but my mum always told me the truth.

I owe my weight loss journey to God and then my mum, am grateful and privileged to have her in my life. I tell her that every time i speak with her, although she worries me some times but shes the
best.

We do fun things together like watching Nigerian movies but she will ask the living day light off me (she will continuously ask me questions like i have seen the movie before). I will go like: "we are just watching the movie, relax mum we will find out" but in another second, she will go asking again, again and again until the movie ends.
We go shopping a lot whenever she comes visiting, she  loves to read nutritional values in food packet, she can spend 10 minutes reading just one and if she doesn't have her glasses am done for that day because i will lose my mouth reading it through.
I can remember the last time i went to market with her in Nigeria.......Oh my dayz...my mum can price till the seller gives up and agrees to what she wants. I don't like wasting time in the market, I have my list, i go in, buy and leave but with my mum a whole day is gone. What i enjoy most is that she is soooooooooooooo funny, my mum is a born comedian. I will laugh till I have no strength to move.

I love my mum, she had all the mom factor and more, she has gone through tough times just for us...well we are 7 (yes 7). She has brought us up in the way of the Lord and what more can one ask. She knows what we want and provides for us. the list goes on and on. She is a strong woman and I appreciate her a lot, there is nothing too much that i can do for her. She made sure we had the best,as kids she will tell us African tales while she cook and we all will gather round her watching, listening and learning.

I can remember on our bedroom door as a child, she pasted something that says "HAVE YOU READ YOUR BIBLE TODAY?", My mum doesn't stop talking about God and making heaven. At a point before she starts we will finish her line, she will go like" if you like cramp the bible, I will not stop telling you because thats what the bible says". 

She will quote Deuteronomy 6:6-9 And these words that I command you today shall be on your heart. You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, and when you walk by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise.  You shall bind them as a sign on your hand, and they shall be as front lets between your eyes.  You shall write them on the doorposts of your house and on your gates.

She made sure we had our daily bible guide in secondary school, after prayers she made us recite MATTHEW 6:33 which say "But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you". She will call us on Sundays, asking if we went to church, if we prayed, fasted and all.

Its just endless..........She loves us so much that when we misbehave she will beat the living daylight off you and you will tell her thank you for beating you.....to some people beating is bad or wrong but to our African mothers, its a way of correcting a child. When any of us is going through pain, she wants to bare the pain for us. My mum is beautiful, well you can see me and confirm that for yourself. Her cooking is just heavenly, shes caring, loving, patience etc....I just love my mum..

Oh I remember how she made me cook okro soup at the age of 9. Well i ended up adding palm oil after the vegetable....hahahahahaahahaha
Am stronger, wiser and better because of what I learned from my mum and life itself. She thought us never to give up no matter what.