Talk of nature and nurture’s intricate relationship and workings and their resultant artwork presented in what we are:our personality and perception of ourselves and the world and the next thing you think of is what makes or breaks us to be what we are now.At the heart of nurture is Love.And unconditional love at best.We all need love even when we sometimes are not learned in the ways of giving it to those who deserve it or not.
Love is the pivot of our lives.It inspires the best or the worst in us.All the best or the worst of all things that have been done under the sun are because of love.But it is not easy to get this important resource in life.If you are lucky,you’ll get it wrapped with all sweetness and abundance it will break your heart.However,where best can we get it?
There is no better place to get love in its purest form flowing out unconditionally like an eternal spring if not the family.The love of our parents,siblings and relations.While the love from our relations and siblings can be elusive due to family politics,the love of our parents is one that is unquestionable especially when they don’t feel obliged by circumstances to love us.
However,of the two parents ,if you are lucky to have both,our mothers are the best in the art of love.If there were accolades,they would win many.However twisted or perfect their understanding of how to us love is,whether it is being overprotective of us,over-pampering of us till we become spoilt brats,or beating the hell out of us to bring up properly adjusted citizens or being too liberal to allow us become what we want to be in life,a mother’s love is the sweetest and the most unforgettable.
Our mothers,when they are at their best and are in synchrony with their maternal roles and with our needs,they provide us a piece of heaven no matter the socio-economic status we are in life.They put their lives aside for us.And they are proud of us even when we are nothing in life compared to children in other families;a thing that will be a source of frustrations and disappointment to our fathers.They see the best in us and they stick to their instinct that one day we shall be that very person they saw us be the first time they saw us when they held us in their arms pressed so closely to their hearts when they delivered us in this life.
Our fathers’ too,in their best of elements,are great in the art of love and when they exist in harmony with our mothers,their synchrony creates a formidable front that only brings the best in our lives.And sometimes,even when they are out there,trying to bring the world closer home,their love remains with us at home through our mothers.And our mums do what they do best:they serve us well with their love and that of our fathers toiling out in the world for us.Even when a father is deceased,like a power bank,a mother keeps emitting the father’s love to keep the child warm and assured to walk into life a grown man or woman confident of themselves.
As years pass by and we grow into independent people,we remember more and more of our families since the best of memories hail from their;the sweetest of them being how loved we were and are .And that which we never forget are our parents and in our hearts,our mamas are cherished more than anything else,if at all she was good to you(not all mothers are able to be Mothers)
And so as we celebrate today Mothers’ Day,let’s all hats off,stand and salute all the women of the world who have done nothing else with their lives other give us the best taste of love by living little of their lives so that we enjoy ours.Furthermore,ask yourself if you are the better son or daughter that your mum believed you will be?
To my own: Thank you mama wherever you are.You still remain the Best.Salute to all mothers.
