That special day in 1946 remains a remarkable day the heavens and earth celebrated the gift of an angel to humanity. A woman born with the mission to love unconditionally, labour without complaints, brighten the paths for many souls, pray zealously for breakthroughs and above all, live her life to fulfill God’s will. She became mother to all.
As I have already remarked, Referring to Mama in past tense always drive chills down my spine and each time I do that, experience a confused feeling of anger and shock, especially the unforgettable experience of watching helplessly by her side when Mama had her last breath.
For once, the bold and brave son she nurtured got scared ; when I realized that I had just lost my prayer warrior, the woman who pampers me on one breath and scold me the next second if I fall short of values. My “mental” detector; Mama would only need a glimpse of me or my voice to detect my mood and she was always right in her judgments. And she was always quick to soothe me with endless supplies of warmth and cheerfulness. Many times I wondered how she was so calm, peaceful and calculated in her dispositions to the issues of life.
Mama was compassionate to all and sundry, always ready to lend a helping hand, share all she had, just to plant smiles on faces and this inspired me to found the Goldcoast Developmental Foundation in 2013 to progress Her values in the business of putting smiles on the faces of people.
Despite all odds, she was cruel to the claws of lack on her family and for this reason her hands grew even tougher from hard labor in the rain and sun trying ceaselessly to eek out a living.
A dogged mother who starred every day at poverty and refused to bow.
…To be continued.