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HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO INESTIMABLE MOTHERS WITH SPECIAL NEEDS CHILDREN.

Today is MOTHERS’ DAY. I walked through the day in a daze. Tired and worn out from activities too many. I am lately so occupied with humdrum things that do not add to profiting.

In the past when NEPA was generous, I worked and read at night while I stole some hours to rest my weary limpy bones and drowsy droopy eyes during the day. Night has few distractions unlike daytime that you shared time with so many impositions and interferences. Now that power outage forces me to sleep at 12, I wake up at 4am, tossing and turning until it is 6am to go through the normal everyday routine.

Back to mothers’ day. Really, mothers are awesome, incredible and wonderful. Everyone has the right to claim their mothers as the best thing that ever happened to them because mothers rightly go through a lot in nurturing children. I would not debate that assertion.

Even though belated, I choose to celebrate certain mothers. They are mothers extraordinary, incredible, and amazing. I lack words to describe them. The mothers with special needs children. They are outstanding! The mothers of altruistic children, palsy, mongolism, mothers who labour in pain and love, who stay unendingly by the bedside of children with hole in the heart, leukemia, sickle cell and rare conditions. They deserve special recognition.

I salute your courage!

Even when doctors give up on those children, you do not give up. You are astonishingly unbroken in belief and unceasingly hopeful against all odds. When others sleep, you are continuously awake praying and tendering your children with tenderness that can only flow from a mother.

When other mothers are celebrating, you celebrate in pain. When the child is in pain, it is like fierce arrows piercing your hearts. You obligatorily share pain with your child; you wished you could trade pains and place with the child. You agonize inwardly, you struggle with internal emotions, you worry with affectionate anxieties, you are strained in nerves and wits yet you have carry on with immeasurable bravely. You have to be courageous for everyone. Your agony can only be imagined. Only those who wear the shoes know the actual pain.

I salute you special Mothers. Abiyamo tooto. You are inestimable. May your Labor never be otiose.  May God continue to give you his joy that transcends all understanding with tireless courage to keep going.

 

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