So a lot of people were making a fuss about 11/1/11, well its just a whole bunch of “1’s” to me, the only reason I made a fuss about that day was ……drum rolls…..it was the birthday of the most amazing woman I know, my mum!
I know it is quite normal for everyone to say or think that they have the best mum in the world; well the difference is I do not think so, I KNOW SO! I am so proud of my mum, because she is one of the strongest people I know, she has been my inspiration and role model in so many ways, she probably has no idea how much she means to me and the rest of the family. And if you are wondering if I have a dad, I certainly do, but it’s not his birthday, so he can not share the spotlight.
This piece I actually started putting together on the 1/11/11 but I got carried away with work and abandoned it, till my buddies, my girls, Fran and Yimi tweeted these:
@Franojonoma: Just spoke to my Granny! Love her to bits n I always fyl blsd wiv her prayers ♥
@yimiton: I'm so jealous! mine was my fairy godmother for a long time even though she died when i was barely 4.
After reading their tweets, I thought… my mum prays for me all the time, and she has been my fairy godmother in more ways than one, so I decided to go ahead and complete the piece I was writing on mums being real super heroes.LOL
Seriously, I think some people take their folks for granted a lot of times and they later wish they had given more of their time, their finances and their love, so out of guilt some end up splurging at their funerals. Trust me, I know these things, I am an Edo girl, and I grew up in Benin, I recall all the Obitos done in my state as a growing child, frigging waste if you never cared for them when they were alive is what I say. If you don’t know what Obitos are, ask your Bini friends, if you don’t have a Bini friend,find one and for the non Nigerians who visit my blog…… ok, ok, I will just tell y’all, ah!
Obito-Bini dialect (slang) for funeral.
Not just ordinary one o!, they actually have huge parties, renovate their homes and have a real shindig.
Well, I am not like that sha, I got my mum a really cool gift for her birthday prior to the date, then on the day proper, asked a friend of mine in Benin to take her a lovely cake and a birthday card later in the day when she thought I was done with her.
Called her every hour I got the chance from my busy day, put her on my BB profile, forwarded all the messages from my friends on facebook and BB in a mail to her, I just wanted her to feel loved and special, and it worked!
Bottomline, I have talked about love, joy, sadness and so many other issues on my blog, so I figured I should give some props and mention my favourite girl, Mrs Mabel Aigiomawu to the world, and mummy to me.
I love you to bits mum, and hope I make you proud.
I wrote this poem for my mum in 1999…long time ago, and the feeling hasn’t changed a bit.
FOR MAMA
Dear mama,
You leave me speechless most times
There seem to be nothing new to say
I really don’t know why I am writing
But I’ll think of what to say
Dear mama,
I always wonder how you do it
How do you cope with all the hassles
How did you end up being my ‘guiding star’
How can you be so feminine and yet so firm?
How can you be so caring and yet so tough
How can you be so beautiful and yet so wise
I hope I turn out as great as you.
Dear mama,
I started with not knowing what to say
Now I seem to have so much to say
But I’ll sum it up in these words
I love you and I’ll make you proud
Happy Birthday Mum, love you forever and a day!
