“I have a sister, so I know-that relationship, it’s all about fairness: you want your sibling to have exactly what you have-the same amount of toys, the same number of meatballs on your spaghetti, the same share of love. But being a mother is completely different. You want your child to have more than you ever did. You want to build a fire underneath her and watch her soar. It’s bigger than words.” ― Jodi Picoult,
“My mother was the most beautiful woman I ever saw. All I am I owe to my mother. I attribute my success in life to the moral, intellectual and physical education I received from her.” —George Washington
Not all women are mothers, and not all mothers are women.Whenever one comes across a woman who is a mother, the truism of this title comes to bear. The title is a translation of a proverb in my language,Yoruba that: Iyá ni wúrà, baba ni jígí meaning Mother is gold, the father is the child’s mirror. A good mother invests herself in her children. Even if she does not want to do so, the fact that she carried the baby for nine months: feeding, carrying and nurturing makes it compulsory for her to do so. After going through agonizing pains to bring the baby to the world, a mother starts another job of sustaining the dependent baby. The bond between children and their mothers if they are good is usually beyond comprehension. This bond is usually throughout life. A child as a person intuitively senses the fact that his/her mother loves him/her. This is not to say that there are no cases of mothers who abuse their children but we need to understand that as we bring out one abusive mother, there are countless and many other mothers who are the backbone and support for their children.Mothers are important because of the bond that usually exists between them and their children. I remembered my mother today because she was there for all of us her children. She was always interested in our well being and always praying and working for our success.
Even when we had our disagreements, such are quickly resolved and we become friends again. My only regret was the fact that before she left this world, I could not give her all the treats that I had planned for her.She suffered for us and was always striving for our best. As they say in my language,no one can gauge mother’s love and the depth a woman can go for her child. It is usually rare to see examples of the type of bonding one sees between women and their children in the relationship between men and their offspring. A woman is like gold:priceless and precious.Life becomes better when one recognizes the contributions of a mother to the life of a child. The mother is usually the first teacher and one who determines the child’s trajectory in life by what she does or do not do as the child starts growing. The tragedy of the modern time is the lack of quality time with children in the family because both parents are working. Although, one may say that the time when women stay at home to take care of the children, while the man goes out to fend for his family has passed;one however needs to recognize the result of the new civilization. Manners are flying through the windows and children are becoming uncontrollable. If the family will survive and lead to a better society and human beings, we need to restore women to the pedestal they occupied as the key individual in each home. Mothers need to go back being gold unlike the brass they are fast becoming in the present age. Mother truly is gold.