MyInspiration

Our Mother are our teachers and educators and they are the most powerful influential people we know. My mother spoke to me when I was very young that she believed in hard work and her mother spoke to her about being a artist of many talents. As time went on I witnessed this is what I would call a blessing and this is what moved me to write about her.

My mother gave birth to four healthy girls and two boys. She also gives of service to many people, children and orphans in her communities despite the fact she was born with bronchial asthma in poverty and sickly constantly. She still carries that mission of life and hard work until this very day well into her eighties. As a young girl growing up in the deep south of Mobile, Alabama I paid close attention to my mother's life, her teachings, her outside occupation practically slaving in rich people houses to provide food on the table for us and dress us up for church on Sundays. Morning after morning she would get up and prepare for the day by waking us up very early to breakfast, getting dressed and getting us to school before she headed off to her domestic labor of housekeeping and cooking for wealthy families whom never payed her enough for the efforts of chores and continued long hours she put into her work.

Mother Daisy is a author and early in life received recognition in her community for being a natural caregiver and shares her wisdom and understanding to all she came in contact with that seek advise in life. After all so was her mother, my beloved beautiful grandmother Overseer Iretta Brown. Mother Daisy was about hard work physically and was a woman of perseverance. She exemplifies a trustworthy role model to her family and all she meets. In her childhood years she suffered health issues and extreme poverty but I just did not know what she meant until she spelled it out by writing about it. Seriously it was so painful from what I learned it brought me to my knees weeping. How could a mother, woman, wife and lovely human being as this cover up her pain so eloquently without some things so dark come into light for at least one of her children or family members to take notice to remember to speak about? The more I learnt about my mother I was in pain and it made me curious to learn more. This same pain gave me more tremendous respect for her as a person, mother, grandmother and great grandmother.

My mother says "Sheba if you teach a boy child you teach a individual person but if you teach a girl child she will keep all you teach her to the day she becomes a mother and will teach many others all of her life". Today she is dedicated to that same philosophy of life. Today my mother continues to feed people less fortunate then many of us just as she did in my hometown of Mobile. She is not retired from work by choice of restlessness. My siblings including myself would like her to relax but she travels around like a ox and inspires all in her path.

Mother Daisy lived and worked in the segregated South during the era of Civil Rights. As a mother of six she worked long, hard and found the strength and courage to divorce our father and save money to move from the racist deep south state of Alabama to Massachusetts with the help of her brother Herman.

She became a artist's model in Boston and became popularly known in that field of work and also where she experienced racist terror and love of a man from another background. She researched the best public schools in the county and enrolled and encouraged us to make friends and treat everyone fair and nice regardless of their differences such as skin color and where they came from but be careful of strangers and look out for one another.

Before the pandemic horror recently, in her leisure time Mother Daisy enjoys writing and works on a cruise ship as Senior security and greeter. This work she enjoys because she loves to meet and serve people.

I and my brothers and sisters always knew she is a special extraordinary mom but none of us was aware of her sad experiences because for her it brought back painful memories. In spite of all of this she is soft spoken, loves life and has a happy go lucky charming personality. She is my special joy and most aspiring friend, my mother!

Daisy Renne is the second of my grandmother's four children with grandfather Ellis Brown, Sr. She survived the destitution of her childhood in the city dump of Mobile. She became a second time published author when she wrote her memoir, Alabama Daisy Black and Poor in the Deep South. To date she is working on her third book.

As I write about her life from my perspective, hers is a story of intrigue, sorrow, beauty, upbeat, loving, happiness and the survival of the human spirit.