Happy Mother's Day

No "Happy Mother's Day" here.

Everyday my mother takes care of my children just so I can do great things.

Focus on work. Focus on my ambitions. Make some money. Create some happiness.

There's nothing I would have been able to conquer or achieve if my mother wasn't in the picture.

She makes my single-motherhood look like piece of cake.

It is to her credit that I am happy, younger, more beautiful.

My mother is a verb. A force. A constant action word.

This is why I never celebrate Mother's Day.

Where do I begin?

I can't pack all her awesomeness into 24 hours. And I don't think I want to celebrate her when everybody else is doing just that.

Because without this woman, I am nothing.

It is as simple as that.

I don't like to think about it too much because it makes me feel inadequate. I don't think I'll be able to ever live up to the sacrifices she makes.

That puts her in the realm of a god.

And sometimes gods should be left to do their good works. It is in that knowing that they live their best form.

She's no mere mortal. 

Written By Joy Isi Bewaji

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