Mother dearest

Today's my mum's b'day. Happy b'day mummy. I would've loved to compose a heartfelt poem for her, but i just don't have the time to do that plus my creative juices need to be replenished (lol). What i write here will not do justice to my mum's personality. She's just too great. She believed in us (her kids) even when others didn't. If u're looking for women of prayer, then my mum must be amongst. Maybe the fact that her father is a bishop and she practically grew up in the church has to do with it. She truly prays and fasts without ceasing. Morning, midday, evening, middle of the night, every hour she does. I remember her always saying Prayer is a christian's weapon to fight the enemy. She'll tell us to pray now, so we don't have to P-R-A-Y (I don't know how to explain it better, u've to say it out loud to get it). I remember when my sister and i got admitted into Uni, my mum said she'd also start her Ph.D so that we'd all be studying together. We thot she was joking. She really did enroll and would wake us up to "pull an all-nighter" with her, whenever we're home on vacation. Yup! u heard, right holidays/ break from school, my mum'll still want us to study!

She's truly amazing. We talk about everything and anything, even boy-talk. Concerning our education, she was and is still always on top of that. Right from nursery school to uni, our classmates knew mummy. She was and is always there. I remember when my sis got admitted into Unilag to study Engineering, when my mum's done with her class (her Ph.D was in Unilag), she'd go to the engineering lecture hall to wait outside for my sis. My sister's classmates would then start calling out to her that mum's outside. That used to embarrass my sister. In QC and ISL they all knew mum, from the teachers to the students. Maybe the fact that she was a classroom teacher before leaving to work for the Lagos State Government has a lot to do with why she's always on top of the game concerning our education.

Did i also mention that mum's a stylish lady? As in, my Iya mi l'Eko (mum in Lagos) can dress sha. She has really nice and straight legs, so my funky mama even wears skirts and shorts that are above the knee to flaunt those hot legs. Come and see heads turning when she walks by. She's the disciplinarian at our house. Whilst we were growing up, of all the bible verses, her favorite scripture was "Spare the rod and spoil the child" in Proverbs. Imagine that!

She's such a pleasant woman and she has an aura that just draws people to her. In her society at All Saints' Yaba, whenever they're having their thanksgiving and they've to dance to the altar, my mum is the one that's always called to lead, 'cos the woman can "komole with reverse" (dance) like no man's business. Omo mehn! my mumsy has some serious steppings o, as in i don't know how she does it, as she's doing konko below, she's reversing at the same time (my friend, put ur imagination to work). My sister is my mum's exact replica. Looks like her and steps like her. I mean, i can't dance to even save my life. I just move, i don't even gyrate to the rhythm of the song (ChiefO aka Engineer Ayo can testify to that).

All in all, it's a blessing to have her as my mother and i wouldn't have it any other way. May God reward u bountifully for ur labor of love and sacrifice over myself and my siblings, mother dearest- Amen.

P.S:

OF had a car accident on Saturday. His car skidded off the road into a ditch and landed on its side that he had to get out from the passenger's side. Thank God he's alive and well. I feel so sorry for him 'cos this year has been filled with so many challenges for him (first it was his job, now this), but i know that he'll overcome it all and the Lord will come thru for him, in a way that even he'll be surprised himself. Funny thing is he has an upbeat attitude about it all. It's either that or he knows how to hide his pain very well. He's been bumped up on my prayer list 'cos the brother needs a break. It pains me that while i had the litmus test thingy (don't ask!) going on, he was battling with issues of his own. Obviously, that was a confounding variable that affected the outcome of the litmus test, hence no conclusion could be made.

Speaking of OF. Why can't we have a serious and decent conversation? Every time, we'll both be joking around and laughing at everything and nothing. I mean, i've serious, stimulating, enlightening and challenging conversations with others, but not with him. It's as if my brain goes to sleep when i'm on the phone with him. The real ME isn't being portrayed at all. Oh wells!

My dear egbon, Temmytayo please take it easy and whatever it is u're going thru that u need a break from, i pray that the Lord will make perfect everything just for you. His words will forever remain Yea and Amen in ur life.

Enjoy ur week folks.