OmoMummy

Yesterday I saw my mum off at the airport, probably for the last time. She's getting too old for this 13hrs flight, and my lovely mother has refused to stay put in America. She's been coming back and forth America for the last 22 years. She's spent cumulatively 15 of the last 22yrs in the state, she's not had to work for money in the last 10yrs or so and her needs are met (if she does, it's out of boredom). This woman deserved every good things and more that we've been able to do for her. I had a community father (man married 7 wives and had 23kids that we know of). Growing up, this woman sleep for nothing more than 3-4hrs everyday of the week, jumping from one market to the other, selling what ever is in season just to support us. Her favorite word is "ọmọ olè lè bí ń pá " Meaning only lazy one goes to bed hungry. She has no formal education in this world, she had a twin brother and back then, only son education is seeing as productive, my mum would have cut her limbs to make sure all 7 of us got some education. May you keep living long so we can keep spoiling you rotten. I love you "ìyá alapo" I would always love you Ejìrẹ. Thank you for all you do, thank you for raising all 23kids of your late husband. Thank you for waking me up 2am 3am to eat dinner because I was asleep before you got back from your long market trips. Thank you for teaching my own sons our local dialect. I thank God for answered prayer, because growing up, I prayed so much that I just want to be okay so you can stop hustling.