Tag: mother’s love
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Keep all about love!
To know love, bell hooks, once suggested that we must first surrender to it. Discover it. Choose it. Practice it. Respect it. Voice it. Listen to it. Nurture it. Admit to ourselves that we want to know love, be love, and dwell in it. I have spent the past week doing as bell hooks noted…
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Keep knowing that anger does not reach my soul!
They call us Iwelunmor. The ones for whom anger does not reach our soul. Even if they stir up trouble. The ones for whom anger does not invade our being. Even if they hinder our dreaming. The ones for whom anger does not dwell in our mind. Even if it lasts for a moment. So…
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Keep a mother’s love or Nneka!
She opened her eyes yesterday and started to cry. Being so close to death will make you sob for all you are leaving behind. Like your mother. A mother’s love is beyond these words I use to write. Beyond this air we even breathe. A mother’s love is life. To be so close to death,…
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Keep an oasis of light for a mother’s love.
I see life as a journey. For some, that journey may take up to 86 years. For others, few months. Last year, my little nephew completed his journey in 10 years. He returned back to the one who first called him, first framed him, first loved him. We all have to return back to him.…
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Keep a mother’s love and happy 1st birthday my Ranyenna!
My awakening summer was 2020. Like the entire country, I was literally in labor. Something wonderful was born on this day, by 9am last year. We became parents to our fourth child. We call him Ranyenna. In Igbo, it means giving him back to God. His hair was full, short, brown and crinkled. His eyes…
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Keep a mother’s love!
He cannot find his tape. We awakened to tears. He wants to fix something. A book in pieces, he says, between tears. But he cannot find his tape. So he cries. He starts his morning some days like this, crying. Today it’s for a tape. Other days a piece of crayon or a book, even…
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