Dear mhamha
My mind has been battling a lot over the past one month as I have been trying to write this particular letter to you. I honestly thought it would be ready on the first of May and I was considering sharing it just before mother’s day; but I failed to do that. It was not because I didn’t have time to write, neither was it because I didn’t know what to write but it was mainly because I didn’t know where to start because there is just a lot to write about you darling and everything about you makes me very emotional.
I am not one person that will only bring you a bouquet of flowers on the day you die, I am a daughter that decides to bring you bouquets of flowers every single day and tell you how much of an amazing mother you have been to me. No words are ever enough to describe just how important you are to me and what a powerful influence you continue to be. You deserve all the praises you get from me mama because my heart is so full of love and gratitude for all that you have taught me since I was a little girl.
Twelve years ago around this same time(May-June), we almost lost you mhamha. It wasn’t an easy time for me, for my siblings and for the family at large. That was one time I got to believe in the miraculous works of the Almighty. When all odds seemed to point in the negative and death was at the doorstep, Jesus Christ came in and showed forth His resurrection power. God gave you another chance to live, He blessed us in ways I can’t even fathom. Life without you would have been a dark pit. I can’t begin to explain to God how grateful I am to Him for allowing us to have through all these miracle years. God I THANK YOU! THANK YOU for the gift of my mother’s life.
You are not a financially rich mum, I have seen you struggling and toiling. I continue to see that but I am extremely satisfied to call you my mother. You are the best mother I could have ever get because your heart is rich of love, resilience and generosity. You have not only been an amazing mother to us, you have been a mother to many; from your grade one classroom to the circles of life around you. You have shown me what it means to be a strong woman. You were the first person to identify my gift of gab and you taught me public speaking from a very tender age. From you I have learned to be generous, caring, compassionate, strong, sweet and empathetic. You have taught me the importance of helping others, and how to be the person someone can turn to when they need help. You have taught me to smile. Oh my word! You have the biggest “colgate” smile that is so full of warmth, love and genuineness. Even through the deepest of pains you have taught me to face them with a smile on my face. Your unconditional love and undying support has gotten me through my own struggles; seeing how you handle your own struggles has taught me how to be strong through mine.
You fought for me mhamha, you cried for me,you have heart to heart conversations with me,you relentlessly love me and above everything else you believed in me and this you continue to do with a lot of pride in your eyes. I know I will not be around much anymore but I know that even when I am out on my own, you will always be a source of strength and motivation in my life. Thank you for all the blessings and good words you have spoken over my life. As I get older and meet more people who come from different family types, I grow to appreciate you even more. I am fortunate enough to have a mom who I have always been close to. I am fortunate enough to have a mom who made sure to instill values and morals in me, so I would become a genuine woman.
We may not always see eye to eye and have our “little disputes.” I know that some days you may feel unneeded or unwanted, but just know that your hard work and your dedication to the family does not go unnoticed. I think about how different things would be if you weren’t the forgiving, gracious, and hard-working mother that you are . I can safely say that you are the strongest woman I have ever met and you are a role model to me mhamha. You have sacrificed your life and your happiness to make sure the lives of your children were better. You are so full of the most pure form of love towards your children and it is the biggest blessing to be loved by you.
I have been praying mhamha. I remember vividly what I asked from God, “Mwari, ipai mai vangu mazuva akawanda pano pasi vagoona kubudirira kwangu. Vagonesei kuti vakunamatei nekusingaperi. Minamato yavo iri pamusoro pehupenyu hwedu Mwari ndinokumbira muinzwe tigosimuka nerimwe zuva tichipupura.”
We are almost there shamwari(friend). I can smell Canaan, a land flowing with milk and honey. But unlike Moses, I don’t only want you to see the land, but like Joshua and the Israelites, we are going to enter the land together hand-in-hand as the bride and the father walk together down the aisle.
I hope you enjoyed reading this letter my love. I love you more than I can show you. I may have outgrown your lap, but I won’t ever be able to outgrow your heart. There is a whole lot to write about you and I believe one day God will allow us to publish a book on your life and life experiences. I can’t wait to see what memories we will continue to make. I love you!
Always and forever your baby
Rutendo
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