Happy Mother's Day

The hand that rocks the cradle rules the world.

When I was born my mother reinvented herself to my existence. She went on doing this for me her entire life.

When I grew to my teens I stopped seeing my mother with the eyes of a child & began judging instead of loving. Her face mirrored my deeds so extensively that I saw the woman who helped me give birth to myself. My height was short for my age. I was often told to be like my mother. Later I grew tall like my father but fell short of my mother' s heart A large heart - a heart so large that everybody's joys found welcome in it, I saw neighbors & friends alike thronging to her for consolation in sorrow,  hope in misery, and strength in weakness. Superlative optimism was embodied in her deeds.

I somehow managed to make things difficult for myself. Although it caused lot of trouble to her but she kinda enjoyed it and somehow got me through rendering my heart of comfort, happiness, and well being. Her words of wisdom may be forgotten at times but the essence will always be a part of my being.

Mama was my greatest teacher, a teacher of compassion, love and fearlessness.

Will & Courage make you successful but being   simple with humility makes one Awesome.

                                  

My Mother was AWESOME.