Tale of an incredible woman

The past few days have been amazing, sweet memorable moments. However, as I begin to write a recount of my most recent endeavor, my heart is filled with joy and my eyes with tears. As I travel back on this road at least 4hours away from my home, I’m taken aback by how much these days have flown by. I embarked on a journey to see my two mums, yes you heard me right, my two mums. I am so blessed to have two incredible women, call me their very own daughter. One is my biological mother and the other raised me from the age of two. They are both my mothers. For many Years I tried to answer the question who is your real mother both from others and within me. It was a dark time of self- discovery and mostly denial for the complexity of this situation. I for a long time tried to create an equal relationship with both. I must say that proved impossible as you might have already guessed. Now that I'm 26 and ready to have my own kids, I have made peace with myself. I know everyone has their own opinions on who is deserving of being called my mother. I have come to terms with the fact that I will never have an equal relationship with both. I have made peace with loving these women with all the love I have inside me. I have discovered that it is a beautiful blessing to have two mothers and especially to have both alive at this age is a humbling gift. So this weekend was spent with my dear mother (the one who raised me). She is a true example of what true sacrifice and faith in God looks like. She has taught me about love, sacrifice, commitment and faith like no other I have seen. My mother had a stroke 9 years ago that has left her on a wheelchair for all these years. It has been hard for me to keep my eyes on Jesus when I have prayed every night for her healing and the heavens stayed deeply silent. I always asked God why he would let her suffer like this after all she has done for him. But surprisingly God has blessed her with So much more than people who think are better off than her will ever comprehend, Joy. Every time, I spend some time with her I’m never the same. She is genuinely interested in what's going on in my life, always asking me about work. She always says "Ndikuthokoza mulungu akundisunga "I thank God for keeping me". She has never complained or shown any resentment. God has given her deep peace and joy like no other. When I spend time with her, I remind her of the happy stories that happened during my childhood. Memories of my childhood Would never be the same without her in the picture.  I thank God for her. She gives me strength to carry on. She is my No1 fun and I will always be her little baby.