I am not only the product of her womb but also of her teachings.
Many people say that the mother and daughter bond is unique and I believe that to be so. My mother and I may not have lived in the same house for the longest of times but I know her love isn’t based on distance and time. She loved me from the time the doctor announced the existence of foetuses in her womb.
Every chance she gets, she teaches me about the basics of life and she has been doing this for as long as I have lived.
She has carried me through the tears and pain. Not looking down on the safe space she’s created for me, for us – her growing seeds.
Never had she forgotten of this person that seems to forget of her own importance, me.
you see, at times we seem to forget to love ourselves buh there comes a reminder in the shape of nurturing love.