My Maa is not my Hero

My MaaMa is not my Hero!

I am not her first born, so i didn’t experience the pampering side of her and neither am i her last born  to receive her last tender hands. In fact i was replaced when i was barely 11 months and she had already had 4 babies of her own so i wasn't the one she tendered to most. Not that I was a by the way to her but I truly arrived when her experience was up there and i guess Aine took my show too early.

I also attended the same school as my elder siblings so i take it that she knew the drill by the time i was of age.  I seem to have noticed this pattern early enough and decided to shine up first enough since i wasn't going to be anyone's supper beloved considering we were always many in the house.

You see, this woman had a lot on her table; She gave birth to 5 biological boys, 1 girl and adopted a 3 months’ boy in her late 40s. On top of her own children, she took on or somehow extended some level of support to her extended family since she was the first born of 8 (or 11) children.

Maa got us a shelter early enough, paid much of our fees, caned and disciplined all of us, nursed us, connected us, raised us in a church environment and i don't know how our lives would have turned out had the medical comma she went through for 7 days, 23 years ago taken her.

Maa may not have organized birthday parties for each one of us or sent us letters at school, but we all knew and truly experienced that she was giving the other capitals her very best. None of us was ever chased from school for fees, slept hungry or received less medical support at any point.  In fact for a long time I thought we were a rich lot for her level of provisioning as well as support to others closer to us. I can't imagine how much she sacrificed to ensure we were floating or thriving to say. 

As she she turns 68 years today, i celebrate her for raising her children wholesomely. You are collectively our Hero Maa and I thank you for your Kindness and love!

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