"Boundless Love and Security: Why a Mother's Back is the Most Secure Haven for Her Precious Child."_Baby Angel

   

This heartwarming reflection evokes nostalgia as I recall my mom's love and underscores my commitment to being a positive influence for my children. The memories flood in, and I can't help but be moved to tears by the profound impact my mother had on my life. She was like a guiding light, always there to support and nurture us through life's challenges.

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Iya wa Wuraola, a mother made of black with a hand that never lacked, was truly a sight to behold. Her heart of gold touched everyone around her, igniting our might during times of hardship. She watched us grow from fragile babes to becoming men of worth, cradling us in her loving arms and nourishing us with her milk even as painful teething bites became a part of the journey.

Ijele nwanyi, she molded us with the choicest koboko, instilling principles and shaping us into men of honor. Her loving discipline, at times through gentle slaps, redirected our wayward minds, ensuring we grew up with a strong moral compass.

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Oriaku ogbuefi, her eyes were like glistening lamps beaming rays of love upon us. She was our constant protector, always watching out for our well-being and safety.

Nne oma, her hands were tender arms that showered our bellies with the best delicacies. She hustled tirelessly to put clothes on our backs, ensuring we never went without.

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Afo muru ogalanya, her legs were like beautiful feet of gold, traveling to spread the gospel to all nations and raising children who now conquer the world with their achievements.

Achala ugo, her ears were patient bowls, never tired or dull in listening to our joys and sorrows. She would rise to answer the loudest cries seeking attention in the middle of the night and detect the faintest cry of anguish, even when we tried to conceal it.

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Ko iye, your children are adorned with garments of gratitude and their feet shod with shoes of sincere love. We say thank you, we say Daalu nne, we say WE LOVE YOU.

I am immensely grateful for this beautiful piece that brings back treasured memories of my mother's love and guidance. It's a reminder of the importance of being a loving and supportive parent, leaving a lasting legacy for generations to come.