Last month we celebrated Mother’s Day and I wrote this for my mother as a gift. If I could I would celebrate Mother’s Day with my mama every day. She lives nearby and I have lunch with her together with my other brothers and sisters and their kids (we are a big family! ) every Sunday. I make sure to see her during the week as often as my busy schedule will allow. I do that because when I am with her though I’m a grown woman, I feel like a child, protected and loved. My mama is special to me and I have no greater wish than to see her happy and loved as much as she made me happy and loved.
I wish you to have 20/20 vision. It has been 30 years since you lost the sight on your left eye, it just died the doctors said, even after a cornea transplant it didn’t last long for it had exhausted itself from the nights you sit under the dull yellow light of the lamp sewing native slippers which you sell to help with our family’s expenses because dad’s salary was just not enough to feed seven children. Your world became bleak and almost formless because you always insisted that food should not be a luxury in our house but a blessing that is deprived to none.
I wish you a shopping spree of your heart’s content. You loved going to the mall, you loved beautiful things, shoes, bags and dresses but you never got what you wanted you only got what you needed because buying cheap clothes and shoes would mean that you can say the words that you always say to each and every one of my brothers and sisters “Go ahead choose whatever you like!” You said the shouts of joy coming from our mouths were treasures enough to fill any desires of your heart.
I wish you a luxurious beauty treatment. Your face is laced not only with lines of old age but etched on its rugged surface are the remnants of every feeling that face has undergone for us: joy, worry, tension, anxiety, hope and love. I wish for these lines to vanish because I want the world to see this beautiful face that you had given up, forsaken, and sacrificed so that your children might never ever feel alone in this world.
Thank you mama for all you have been through for us and on this day, Mother’s day, a day to remember all mothers, I wish that you may be granted all these wishes and finally, I have one last wish, my wish is that you may know that this is how I feel, that this is the truth, from the words of a famous poet E.E. Cummings “ I carry your heart, I carry it in my heart.”