To hold the whole world in the palm of your hand
But to be as fragile as a broken winged bird
To do far more than you should
And to have enough strength left over
That nutures a needful child

To stand alone sometimes
To maintain your own belief system
To find beauty in the world
To desire to be beautiful
But frustrated with society's need for false beauty
To find a female friend who understand your tears
When life is not a bowl of cherries

To keep a chin up when you want to be emotional
To laugh and shout and act crazy
To carry on an intelligent, stimulating conversation
To have the courage to be wrong
For the sake of peace
To be allowed to be human
In spite of "you can have it all"
To take a risk you always wanted to do
But never had the guts before to try
To create art
Or to be an athlete
To negotiate
To relate
To be a leader and not always submit

Or whatever I forgot to mention

To do the unusual
Or the unheard of
And to run away
To a secret hiding place
Nestled in your very own dream
Might be something a male mind might take for granted
But these are qualities
That women could not always do
Throughout the ages

But, to me, they are important
To be a woman

WHEN DO MOTHERS REST?

Sitting in the dark can't see blue. . . Different thoughts flowing through my mind, yet there is this dominant one; when do mothers rest? when do they sit back and just have rest of mind? You may be wondering what in Gods name is this guy saying; or maybe you have been thinking thus: "of course my mum is resting and she has peace of mind" now Let me take you down the lane.

Starting from when your mum got married to your dad, the first few months, as always is difficult; especially if "we never see born boy". (I wonder why there its never "born girl") #smiles.Pressure starts mounting on her from both the husband, and the family. At some point, God answers her prayers and she conceives, then carries it for good 9months; after nine months, she nutures the child for another 6 years to say the least, till the child can run around.

Now, the worry of taking the child to school sets in. After primary school, she is worried again that her Child has to get into secondary school, then the University.At this point,the worry is: the fear of bad friends. please don't follow bad friends she says constantly;shun cultism,prostitution and the likes. then before you finish University another worry sets in...

Which company is going to employ you, who will you get married to...? Are the raging thoughts at this stage.Consequently, God helping you, you secured a job, and get married, she starts thinking again just Like A clock that's is constantly on duty. "Hope your husband is treating you well? "when will you give us a grand child"? She gets a grand-child then she feels she has to look out for both you and the grand child."Mother" leaves her husband's house, and spends time with you till she feels you guys are fine,then she calls everyday to check on you guys. . .

I can decide to go on, and on with this observations but i can't but wonder when do mothers actually rest? My conclusion: My mum will have the best of things in this universe.
#SpecialToallmothers
#IloveMyMum
If you love your mum like and tag someone

Toss the word "mother" around
someone who nutures you
teaches you morals and right from wrong
shows you love and compassion
who will be here when you start walking up those steping stones
will be there when you need a hand and when a stupid boy breaks your heart
will still love you even when your mad and say things you shouldn't
will be the dad you never had
when you truly think about it they are the heros they save us in so many ways just by saving i love you makes your whole day better
my mother is a special part of my life and i thank her for it :)

affection, it's a funny thing.
the way it touches people, the way it can feel so infinite and then disappate
all at once in another moment.
the smile it nutures onto your face, and the nostalgia that seems to pull me into a melancholy basin of memories
I've felt such deep affection for a number of people
but it seems
I can only love
a few at a time,
at most.
it makes me terribly sad that
I can forget the affection so easily,
how lonely and painful
it must be
to wait for the person you love and never
see their face again
I wish I didn't have to hurt people
like that