Mothers Are Like Sunrises and Sunsets

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e did, I realized that you must be stronger when raising children than Samson. More patient than Job. Your love must be more than that of Mary Magdalene and you endurance more than Daniel.</p><p id="7521">You got to be able to beat Solomon at wisdom, knowledge, and understanding. You must be more forgiving than Joseph. Kinder than Ruth, you got to be. Humbler than Moses. And are willing to make more sacrifices than Jesus, because it takes all of that and more to raise children.</p><p id="a645">The hardship you will experience is going to multiply ten times if you are a single parent. If poverty is your inheritance, your distress will increase a hundred times. Uneducated, your misery goes up a thousand times. Then fate and destiny will take control, opening the door to failure.</p><p id="05ec">Seeing all of that gave me the power to heal myself, allowing me the strength to release the pain that had burdened me for years. She is responsible for me being a better mother to my children. I did the opposite of everything she did. And I did it in real-time.</p><p id="3167">All of what she did, good, bad, and indifferent, helps add value to my life, my children’s life, and future generations. Most of my children’s friends and some of my nieces and nephews wished I was their mother. They told me so.</p><p id="6174">I had dreams that failed because of the lack of capital. My children are in the process of fulfilling theirs. And many resources are at their disposal thanks to God, a good husband who is a better father than mine, and the actions, choices, and decisions of my mother. I have forgiven her because I realized that she did the best she could with what she had to work with. I am also grateful to her for life.</p><p id="57d2">Thanks to her, I have gifted mountains of happy memories to my children that will last for generations. I have given the gift of beautiful and fond memories. When my children look back on their lives, I don’t want them to see cruelty, hatred, unhappiness, etc. I want them to see sunrises and sunsets because that is what many mothers are. Many of us are always there, giving and loving.</p><p id="7378"><b><i>Sunrise and sunset are God’s token to humanity, so are many mothers and fathers.</i></b></p><h1 id="ede9">Today, I want to thank you, Mom, for making me who I am. And I love what I am.</h1><figure id="8018"><img src="https://cdn-images-1.readm

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Thank you Notes #4

Mothers are the first teachers, and our world demands more from them than fathers.

Image by Annelise Lords

I apologize to this platform for not sending out my Mother’s Day wishes to all mothers.

Mothers are the first teachers, and our world demands more from them than fathers. Society, Judges, Teachers, Police Officers, strangers, and our world blame mothers for the bad habits and adverse actions, choices, and decisions of their children.

These words are echoed often. “Didn’t your mother teach you any manners? I am sorry for your mother. Does your mother know what you are doing? They saw their mother doing that.”

At PTA meetings, immunizations, consultations at school, and almost all areas requiring a parent, the ratio increases in the mother’s favor most of the time. Many mothers play more roles than fathers, and for some, they never take a vacation or retire from being a parent until they die.

As my mother’s cruelty towards me had no boundaries, we had a horrible relationship, and her actions were devoid of any form of love and affection towards her children. I grew up hating her, and I think she returned that favor.

All six of us despised her, and her death didn’t lessen the resentment for some. Not all of them have gotten over the trauma of the physical, emotional, and psychological abuse she has inflicted upon us.

When I became a mother, I realized what she went through and the sacrifices that some mothers make for their children. I learned to put the needs and lives of my children first. She didn’t do much of that. I had a good husband, and that gave my resources a boost. Her cruelty forced my father to save himself, leaving her with six children to raise by herself.

She had three Nervous breakdowns in one year that spins our lives out of control — forcing us to make adult decisions at a tender age. His deed gave all of us an impatient life.

Witnessing her struggles, mistakes, and the consequences of everything she did, I realized that you must be stronger when raising children than Samson. More patient than Job. Your love must be more than that of Mary Magdalene and you endurance more than Daniel.

You got to be able to beat Solomon at wisdom, knowledge, and understanding. You must be more forgiving than Joseph. Kinder than Ruth, you got to be. Humbler than Moses. And are willing to make more sacrifices than Jesus, because it takes all of that and more to raise children.

The hardship you will experience is going to multiply ten times if you are a single parent. If poverty is your inheritance, your distress will increase a hundred times. Uneducated, your misery goes up a thousand times. Then fate and destiny will take control, opening the door to failure.

Seeing all of that gave me the power to heal myself, allowing me the strength to release the pain that had burdened me for years. She is responsible for me being a better mother to my children. I did the opposite of everything she did. And I did it in real-time.

All of what she did, good, bad, and indifferent, helps add value to my life, my children’s life, and future generations. Most of my children’s friends and some of my nieces and nephews wished I was their mother. They told me so.

I had dreams that failed because of the lack of capital. My children are in the process of fulfilling theirs. And many resources are at their disposal thanks to God, a good husband who is a better father than mine, and the actions, choices, and decisions of my mother. I have forgiven her because I realized that she did the best she could with what she had to work with. I am also grateful to her for life.

Thanks to her, I have gifted mountains of happy memories to my children that will last for generations. I have given the gift of beautiful and fond memories. When my children look back on their lives, I don’t want them to see cruelty, hatred, unhappiness, etc. I want them to see sunrises and sunsets because that is what many mothers are. Many of us are always there, giving and loving.

Sunrise and sunset are God’s token to humanity, so are many mothers and fathers.