Mothers face enormous challenges. They bring life into the world and if they are as loving as mine; they continue to breathe life into their child’s entire being even if it means there is little left for themselves.
For as long as I can remember, my mother has never walked ahead or behind me; rather always beside me.
Sometimes when you are a kid, you remain clueless as to how much your mother sacrifices for you.
I was never one of those kids.
I witnessed the ravages that Multiple Sclerosis placed upon my maternal Grandmother and as a child I stood by and watched my mother care for her selflessly, carefully and compassionately.
The fact that she managed to do that at the same time as caring for our family and holding down a full time job, returning to school for several degrees; is something that leaves me in awe until this day.
And now she rises again after another terrible fall – the loss of her husband.
She carries on and cares for us and her Grandchildren and anyone else who appears in front of her in need.
She places herself aside as if an afterthought and although she is tired and has been tested again and again, she doesn’t walk in front of us, she doesn’t walk in back of us; she stretches out her steady hand and walks beside us.