A Mother Of No Other

The love of a mother is the greatest gift anyone can receive in their lives, from their child hoods to their dying days.

For sure, mothers can be hardened with, disciplines thoroughly and impatient when being tested by a child’s troubles when trying to reason, but that’s what mothers do they love so much and they often love too much for your own good, to protect, to support and to cherish.

A woman’s biggest job is being a mother, but it takes a great and noble mother to cherish their children more than like diamonds or trophies in great care and protection.

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A mother stands up for their children and stands by them no matter what.

A mother is the backbone of a son and daughter for their physical, metal and even their physiological beliefs. They are the other half of their souls where they are or where they go off to, where they are thousands of miles away from home, feeling close nearby and perhaps in this life or the next.

A brave mother fights for their children like going through hell battling a war out of custody or settlements and never gives up on them, they take what they can, and they keep going on no matter the obstacles and challenges in life.

A real mother fights the war alongside you of what you are going through physically and mentally without ever leaving your side.

A true mother accepts their children’s life decisions no matter who they are, no matter what they look like, no matter what their gender is, no matter what their sexuality is, no matter their opinions are or what they really stand for in life.

A mother’s spirit guides their children to their path of wisdom, understanding, learning and accepting of life. Their lives can be taken so much more than they can be given like all of us but knowing that the most admirable teacher of their lives rather than those of school are the women that gave birth to them that taught them how to love, enjoy and be grateful for.

A mother’s love is practically the most powerful term and phrase in the English language as it is a symbol of hope and prosperity, that it is the important and exceptional aspect of a son’s/daughter’s life to always remember and never forget their mothers when their time on earth is done and looking down on them to see how proud they are of how far they became of achieving their goals for them.

Being a mother is part of female dominance and that is one of the biggest aspects of this earth.

The children’s and adults love for their mother should never be judged or opinionated, if they are what they say “a mummy’s boy/girl” then that’s the best way to honour their mothers as anyone could and should.

She can never be replaced (like ever). To replace her of a different woman or a man would have to be mindless, soulless and cold hearted to ever think or imagine to do so.

The biggest ever mistake and regret a child could ever possibly do and imagine in their lives regardless of their age or knowledge is to disrespect, disobey and disown them in the worst ways possible because they (like those reading this) will one day look back and think that they (you) are to blame for the mistakes and will be extremely sorry to her afterwards.

It’s a shame that some people brag on about the fact that they don’t have a lover for Valentine’s Day, big deal it’s no relevance to me besides from being treated of boxes of chocolates from my mother (which is a bonus). Lots of people don’t have a mother for Mother’s Day let alone a father for Father’s Day to even get to spend Birthdays, Easters or Christmases with people should try to understand that a lot more than anything else of days of the year.

A girlfriend/boyfriend is temporally, marriage is a gamble, love is dangerous, but my mother’s love is forever regardless.

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About my Mother:

Over the past twenty odd years of growing up, its been one hell of a long road of growing up and learning, on one part it has been lonely and humble but the only thing that really kept me going to progress was my family (my mother especially), knowing that life is a valuable gift when you have a mother of your own and that it shouldn’t be wasted when she gave birth to you on this planet. She is my home, my life and has been my Queen since birth.

Not only has she done everything for me but has been my carer and admirer even to this day as I struggle to understand most things in life as she has guided me every step of the way.

When I was at my most lowest battling my depression, she had to sacrifice time of work and became a little depressed herself as I was feeling it due to the fact that I am classed as vulnerable with my learning disabilities and that I was dealing with issues of the past with bullying and of socialising issues. But she always made sure that I would make it out alive eventually, that it would take time to heal the mind and to assure that there is always light at the end of the tunnel of hope.

My mother has even stuck to my father through thick and thin after over twenty-five years of marriage despite the rows, differences, and disagreements but without her life would be completely empty and would miss here dearly.

She has practically been my sword and shield through problems and situations of life and has always helped me out with appointments, understanding reading and paying bills, learning and understanding words I have not come across before, through finances, when things became too much for me, through the schools I have been to along with parents evening, happily and humbly giving me lifts to locations elsewhere and through unexpected challenges we faced together.

Without her I would just feel lost, depressed, struggle ten times more with life and no one else to turn to for advice but I have never known how lucky I am to have her in my life.

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If anyone even asked if or when I have a girlfriend or a wife in future, that if she is the woman of your life, my answer would simply be no. I would say my mother is as it may sound awkward for someone who you are with, but it’s the truth.

I don’t know what it’s like to be in love, I never actually felt it or acknowledged that part of my life just yet. Of course I will treat her decently and lovingly no matter what, but there is a condition that comes with marriage and trust that always turn to my mother for advice and for therapy conversations to chat about our days and lives, but the one thing that I cannot and will not accept is being given an ultimatum to choose between the marriage and family as my outburst and frustrations will be indescribable for that sort of question asked of me. My answer would be my family always as that comes first. To my future wife please don’t be so over exaggerative and paranoid because it may not end so well with a divorce as my mother will be in my corner at court.

But one day I will meet my princess but knowing always that my mother will be my queen.

Tough love is often brought in with each other and we occasionally clashed with words that she mostly won around arguments due to my stubbornness, my irresponsibility’s, my lack of knowledge with money, sneaking things from her or thinking as though I was doing something right when I was doing it wrong, but most of the time she was right and she was only being a mother as that is the greatest challenge a woman is faced when giving birth to their children.

At times I felt as though my mother was so difficult to impress but I only realise that she is only trying to be a real mother and one of her biggest fears is being a bad mother.

Besides from the rows and arguments with my dad, the misunderstandings with myself including my brother at one point suffering a miscarriage many years back, feeling down and working many hours at work above all of that and anything else, she’s a fighter, she grafts and never gives up on the family and herself.

To send her gifts for Mother’s Day, birthdays and Christmases is the worst for myself, as I have to puzzle my mind for what she would love to receive for presents but it is always most important to leave behind words of love for her never to forget to write on the cards with as much kisses as possible.

When she is gone from this earth that I dread from, I will always self-discipline myself to pray for her (even though I’m not religious) and visit her grave occasionally and often missing her so very dearly or the area where her ashes would be spread, but I know that’s many many years to happen.

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The funniest yet annoying times with her is when we are all sat together eating dinner and she is always checking and making sure that we all what’s on our plates with lines like, “what’s up with your carrots” or “don’t forget to eat your greens” or “are you eating your chicken” or “get some more eaten” and other lines like that. She is usually the first to eat all of her dinner first on the plate and making sure others are empty, we try to assure her that we will eat the dinner in our own time or if that we don’t want what’s on the plate, but she’ll always insist either way.

Another funny side about her is that she hates tattoos, she’s not quite keen on them as she never has been, don’t blame her though but that’s just her way of how she thinks of them without judging people, but when I got mine done on both my arms also of my brother getting one on his back, she was rather displeased as she mentioned that I didn’t discuss it with the family and suggesting where about on my body to get it done. She even suggested that when I get tattoos of my own should get exactly the same done as the same tattoos and the same spot on my body inked although she has never actually done it laughably. But as time passed by, she became used to them and even admitted it grew on her from at least one of my tattoos and along with my brothers.

She loves to talk a lot of being sociable whether it’s work wise or family time, she even talks when she’s asking questions whilst watching a movie with what’s in a particular scene or what the characters are doing something, probably just to keep a conversation going rather than sat in silence, but that’s her she just loves to talk (maybe too much).

At the loneliest of times when she wasn’t with others such as friends and family, Even testing positive from coronavirus at around the first week of December and having to self-isolate under the same roof, having to keep our distance from her, keeping out of the living room for the T.V and sofa to keep her company, doing the online shopping for her and bringing her dinners and meals to keep her fed but most of all having to check on her every hour by texting, Face Timing and knocking on the door to her to see that she was ok. At one point I actually feared for her life thinking that the deadly virus would take her life and if it did there would be no Xmas to celebrate or acknowledge, I lost sleep for over ten nights into thinking she wasn’t going to be here in the morning, but as I said before she is a fighter and has strong at heart as she made it and got through it at the end till she recovered and joined us for the day at dinner on Christmas.

I am wanting to achieve something in life, chase a dream, reach my goals, fulfil my destiny. The only problem was I don’t know where to start, what to do or what options to consider, at one point in my life I had no idea what I wanted to do, what to become or what to do as a career. But either way I wanted to make her proud to achieve something amazing one day. Until I began creative options of writing and considered the option, it wasn’t until I became ten times more creative with writing songs, (even though I can’t sing or have an interest in pursuing music), write poetry (which I’m getting a lot better at), undergo screen writing (which I also plan to go ahead with along my Media Study course) and write stories (hopefully a worldwide best seller). I then came up with more and more ideas to think of my own fantasy novels and maybe a series I plan to one day finish, I am nowhere near the level of the likes of J.K. Rowling or Stephen King or George R.R. Martin and definitely not Tolkien. To tell the truth I may never reach their levels, but I can only try. Since then, it has become my dream to achieve and publish my own books and stories and if lucky I may get work of the Film and T.V. industry of screen writing, either way so long as I write then happiness is there. But achieving all of that would via fortune I am wanting to buy her a new car, a new house, and pay for her retirement pensions one day as that is also a dream oy mine to pursue.

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Unfortunately for my mother, she does not have a daughter she would have love to have but she does have nieces to keep her company, get on each other’s nerves ludicrously, joke around or even have excellent house parties with, but one thing I will say is that she has two amazing, loving, cherishing and hardworking sons that will always be there for her no matter where and what in life.

My greatest memories of my mother will have to be the adventures we took together of holidays, family nights in (and out) trailing along the seaside, the laughter’s and screams on roller coaster rides, and journeys up broad.

My mother has taught me that through resilience comes a path to extraordinary things of achievements when you work hard and be patient in life.

My greatest thanks to her would have to be giving birth to me, to give me a life of love and joy and to be accompanied of since the beginning of my time.

She is more than a mother, but she is my right-hand woman and the only woman in your life to ever be loyal (along with your grandmother too).

To describe my mother in one word out of millions of other words, would be strong because she has lived such a resilient life out of all the harshness came to her, the tough lessons learnt and the rough road she has journeyed to almost similar to my own, and out of all of that she carried on like a real woman does.

My mother’s determination practically amazed me in life as she knows how to handle different deeds and matters, she knows how to settle circumstances and conditions, she knows what should be done in the best and right way possible with organising and preparing, and she has a memory of remembering things that were as been and things are of what now.

She is probably the only woman I can rely on when it comes to clothing choices, brands picking, furniture suiting, understanding of bills, to help with mental health issues, for bargain prices, holiday destinations, finances, planning and guiding, persuasion of help and most of all cooking. Just not with technology with phones or computers.

She gave words of motivations to give new things a try and to socialise more often as she is extremely sociable as she hates her own company.

My mother is actually the most hard-working woman I have ever known as she works her backside of to the bone and even continues through the aches, pains and tiredness ever since she started her first job.

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When I was young, my mother spoilt me a lot but in such a caring way as I could have all the toys and treats, I wanted and kept me aroused in happiness with so long I was satisfied.

My mother is not the kind of person that takes no for an answer, she is the kind of person that keeps on fighting with her words in the most politest way possible to get what she needs and to persuade people for encouragement to accept requests for help and support.

My mother is virtually obsessed with me and my brother, wanting as much time as possible to spend, wanting to know about my days, how I’m feeling and anything we can do tighter for family times to treasure and keep for priceless memories.

My mother, without her I would have lived a life of misery, intolerance, sorrow and failure to lure me to an early grave without even an ounce of a memory from other relatives.

But above all else and at the end of the day, she is my mother. She helped me how to grow, learn, adapt and understand, she was there for me when I couldn’t cope with the bullying at school, the stress of situations and of my depressions, I will always be grateful for what she has done for me, she is my guardian angel, she is the light of my happiness the only woman in life I only ever trust, she will always be honest with me and I don’t think I could asked for any other woman to be a mother of mine and I will never ever let her go. And even until the day she dies I will still never let her go by always remembering her, honouring her memories and to never forget what she has done for me and my family.

She has, is and always will be the light own my own since birth, her treasured possession, her greatest creation, and most of all to keep and honour her love always and forever.

I love you mum xxxx