My mother, a single mother, always had the best things in life.
She had a huge garden and garden plots and a huge house.
She was the perfect home and her house was built by hand in a single day.
For the next nine years, I would always have her there.
Every single day, she would be here, giving me massage, cooking me dinner, bathing me, and taking me for a walk.
The days were long, the nights were short, and when we had the time, we would go on walks and spend our time together, enjoying each other’s company.
But when I started going to the beaches, my family never missed me.
We would come and go, but always, my mum would be there, washing my face and washing my hair, my dad would be at the kitchen, and my brother and sister would be on the boat, waiting for us to get home.
My mother was there to protect me and take care of me, but I could never forget her.
I used to cry in the water at the beach.
Every time I got on the water, my father would always tell me, ‘Don’t go to the water because you will drown’.
My mum would tell me to go to my house.
I would get out of the water and walk back to my home.
Every day, I went out on the sand and I would look out to sea.
I always remember my mum saying, ‘It’s the sea that makes the water beautiful.
It’s the waves that make the waves beautiful.
I wish you would see it more often’.
When I got to high school, I realised that my mother’s story was not unique.
I realised what it means to have a mother who cared for me unconditionally and who gave me love and kindness, even when I was a child.
It was only then that I realised how special I was, how precious I was.
My life changed forever when I got married, and that was when I really realised what a great woman my mother is.
She is one of the most caring, caring people I know.
I am so lucky to have her as a wife and mother.