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. Provided it's about a mother, I won't get tired.

@acidtalk, ur write up just helped me remember dat i'd not called my inneh in 3days now. Just did(fone switched off). If i die 10x n cum back 10x, my mother(Mrs Roseline Itoya Omokhua nee John) will always be my momma! I love my sweet mom to shreds. My mom knows wen i cant sleep at nite, she calls. My mum knows A̶̲̥̅♏‎​ lying wen i tell her everytin is Oº°˚˚˚°ºkk. My mother, an epitome of peace. I dont no ♓☺w she does it, but she has never cursed/insulted me in d whole 30yrs of my life. I pray my son says same of me

I LЦV MД MЦM,mother is Gold and priceless,she carried ma pregnancy for 9 monthz and backed me for 3years,once again I luv ma mum die.click lie if u̶̲̥̅̊ also like ur mum.

mothers are the best in the world they can endure pain and other things God bless them

This writeup is really touchy.Mothers of all babies just like a nightingale sent from Heaven.RIP Mum!!!!!May God bless all mothers,both aspiring mum,and the already made Mothers, May God make us a mother indeed and not only by words.

mum..... yhu da best.....

Wow! Just can't help but let my tears flow freely down my cheek, in 3wks time my MOTHER will wil clock 10years. She is da best mum in the world, wish i could turn back the hands of time. Mothers are blessings indeed.

Thanks for the post

My Mum,My Life! Awesome write-up

ikekings: On point!!!!

D guy really killed it ha ha o lenu bii kettle

There's a spanish saying that "God couldn't be everywhere at once, so he created mothers". Gracias mami

Tears rolling down my eyes, my heart bleeds , Now this is exactly wht my mum went thur for her children. She told more touching lies that we could see where plain lies. when my dad have problems with her, and sent her packing her words where for the sake of my children i will stay till death do us part. And just when we all grew up, and time for her to reap the ripe fruit of her painful labour , her light was blown out. She died right in my arms.

She was a rear pearl, 1 in a million kind of mother,A true mother she was.

mothers indeed are precious. Nice writeup

Aaawwww, you gat me shedding tears, mother is too sweet, I love my mum,and ama tell whoever cares to listen

vanitty: Nice post and fast forward few years later, some silly wife will want it to be "just me and my husband no relative allowed in this house bla bla bla, my husband should love me more than his mother as if na competition.

When I say iya dada ni iya mi. Oro mi ye mi.
God will bless all mothers. It is their time to enjoy and they will enjoy well well. 120 years like their Father Abraham they will be and they will still be strong and agile Amin

guess your wife is silly. sorry

belemzy: Tears rolling down my eyes, my heart bleeds , Now this is exactly wht my mum went thur for her children. She told more touching lies that we could see where plain lies. when my dad have problems with her, and sent her packing her words where for the sake of my children i will stay till death do us part. And just when we all grew up, and time for her to reap the ripe fruit of her painful labour , her light was blown out. She died right in my arms.

She was a rear pearl, 1 in a million kind of mother,A true mother she was.

I share ur pain dear,but she is in a better place.

acidtalk:
This story begins when I was a child: I was born poor. Often we hadn’t enough to eat. Whenever we had some food, Mother often gave me her portion of rice.

While she was transferring her rice into my bowl, she would say “Eat this rice, son! I’m not hungry.” This was Mother’s First Lie.

As I grew, Mother gave up her spare time to fish in a river near our house; she hoped that from the fish she caught, she could give me a little bit more nutritious food for my growth.

Once she had caught just two fish, she would make fish soup. While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat the what was still left on the bone of the fish I had eaten, My heart was touched when I saw it.

Once I gave the other fish to her on my chopstick but she immediately refused it and said, “Eat this fish, son! I don’t really like fish. ” This was Mother’s Second Lie.

Then, in order to fund my education, Mother went to a Match Factory to bring home some used matchboxes, which she filled with fresh matchsticks. This helped her get some money to cover our needs. One wintry night I awoke to find Mother filling the matchboxes by candle light.

So I said,”Mother, go to sleep; it’s late: you can continue working tomorrow morning.” Mother smiled and said “Go to sleep, son! I’m not tired. ” This was Mother’s Third Lie. When I had to sit my Final Examination, Mother accompanied me. After dawn, Mother waited for me for hours in the heat of the sun.

When the bell rang, I ran to meet her.. Mother embraced me and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared in a thermos. The tea was not as strong as my Mother’s love, Seeing Mother covered with perspiration, I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too.

Mother said “Drink, son! I’m not thirsty!”. This was Mother’s Fourth Lie.After Father’s death, Mother had to play the role of a single parent. She held on to her former job; she had to fund our needs alone. Our family’s life was more complicated. We suffered from starvation. Seeing our family’s condition worsening, my kind Uncle who lived near my house came to help us solve our problems big and small.
 
Our other neighbours saw that we were poverty stricken so they often advised my mother to marry again. But Mother refused to remarry saying “I don’t need love. ” This was Mother’s Fifth Lie………….

After I had finished my studies and gotten a job, it was time for my old Mother to retire but she carried on going to the market every morning just to sell a few vegetables.

I kept sending her money but she was stead fast and even sent the money back to me. She said, “I have enough money. ” That was Mother’s Sixth Lie.
I continued my part-time studies for my Master’s Degree. Funded by the American Corporation for which I worked, I succeeded in my studies. With a big jump in my salary, I decided to bring Mother to enjoy life in America but Mother didn’t want to bother her son; she said to me”I’m not used to high living.
” That was Mother’s Seventh Lie.
In her dotage, Mother was attacked by cancer and had to be hospitalized. Now living far across the ocean, I went home to visit Mother who was bed ridden after an operation.
Mother tried to smile but I was heart broken because she was so thin and feeble but Mother said,”Don’t cry, son! I’m not in pain. ” That was Mother’s Eighth Lie. Telling me this, her eighth lie, she died. YES, MOTHER WAS AN ANGEL!
M – O – T – H – E – R .
“M” is for the Million things she gave me,
“O” means Only that she’s growing old,
“T” is for the Tears she shed to save me,
“H” is for her Heart of gold,
“E” is for her Eyes with love-light shining in them,
“R” means Right, and right she’ll always be,
Put them all together, they spell “MOTHER” a word that means the world to me.

for. me ooooo after Jesus na my mama oooooo since no wife for now.Nneka(mother is. supreme))

moms are precious

lov of a mother.

moms are precious.i never had the opportunity of experiencing how one feels like but i promise to be the best mom for my kids.