Today I retrospect through the last hours of my mother's life, the moment before she finally became like a spoilt furniture about to be disposed. A pretty hardworking woman, now what was it worth? She wanted the best for her kids, strong and independent as one of the lionesses from the great pridelands.
She wanted the best she could get and more cause she wanted to be remembered for greatness, alongside her hustle she forgot about fun or health. She forgot her kids would miss out on so much if she broke down someday and was no longer here. Everyone admired her strength, they'd still say till today that she was the perfect woman Solomon talked about from his songs.
Business partners and family, she barely had room for friends or lovers. She was goal driven and determined. The many times the doctors asked her to get rest because her health was getting poorer, mother chose to ignore them and work till her body got tired. The night the broke down, the night her body rejected oxygen, those nights still haunt me till today.
She died 7 years ago but her memories lives on in the heart of the people she put smiles on their faces while she was here, she lives on in the heart of her kids and family but everything she worked for, all the money she made has vanished with the breeze that blew on her dead body. Those early mornings and late nights left no footprints behind.
Mother's death taught me that there are things more important than money, people more important than business partners. Hours used in making money worth giving up for sleep. I learnt there are memories more cherish able than those made while seeking financial freedom. Money is important, we need it to survive but so is love, good health, memories and putting smiles on the faces of the people who can't pay you back.
Someone once said, the finals moments you had with a person are those you'll constantly remember after death makes a bridge between you two. I remember the final happy moments with mother, I would wish to have them over and over again even in just my dreams. If you died today? if you lost someone today? What would you like to be remembered for? What would you like to think about each time you remember the person you lost? Would it be good times or bad? Would it be the hours of grinding or hours of loving? Stop and think!