In Creative Corner, Creative Nonfiction

What gift surpasses the treasure of a mother? Over the years, my mother has remained a constant, treating me with the same tenderness she did when I was a child. Her daily calls to ensure I’ve eaten, inquire about my sleep, and delve into the minutiae of my life. Through her unwavering care, I’ve come to truly appreciate the magnificence of motherhood.

Our journey began amidst the whispers of neighbors and peers who deemed my mother too stern. Yet, today, we stand among the most upstanding members of our community. Her guidance sculpted us, nurtured our values, and steered us right.

I’m not alone in this journey; I have a brother and two sisters, all of whom received the same unfaltering care. My mother, with her meager income riddled with loans, ensured our education, nourishment, and healthcare—every necessity that rendered our lives comfortable. Each month, it was paycheck after paycheck, and I struggle to recall anything she purchased for herself. Today, as I look at her, I see a woman whose love and generosity for her children outweigh her every need, a mother who sacrifices her desires to ensure our betterment.

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Motherhood, for her, was never a smooth sail—it arrived with its share of peaks and troughs. Yet, she emerged as a determined, resilient woman who refused to relinquish hope in us, who would choose her children over anything in a heartbeat. I pray that we, her four children, can reciprocate her love and paint more smiles on her face. My deepest wish is to create an environment that ensures her comfort in her sunset years.

Her realm of motherhood didn’t conclude with us by the way; she carried it to her classroom. To this day, her pupils from over the years remain regulars in our home, welcomed and treated as kin. When a student vanished, she refused to sleep until that child was safely back home, back in school. She bestowed upon them the same dedication and care she showered upon us within our home.

“Nothing is too small to share,” she often says, holding firm to her belief and practice. Her unwavering conviction is that anything, no matter how small, is significant enough to be distributed among everyone, ensuring each receives a piece. Her life embodies the epitome of selflessness and generosity—the very essence of motherhood. Her resilience in the face of trials, her endless giving without an expectation of returns, and her unwavering support not just for her children but for the many young minds she shaped, all epitomize the nurturing spirit of a mother.

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In the vast canvas of motherhood, she stands as an artist, crafting a masterpiece of love, care, and sacrifice. Her legacy reaches far beyond our family, leaving indelible imprints on countless lives she’s touched.

Amidst the chaos of daily life, it’s startlingly easy for society to overlook the immense contributions of mothers. They are the silent architects of society, quietly laying the foundation for a better world. Hence, let us take a moment to celebrate all mothers out there and acknowledge their relentless efforts, their sacrifices, and their boundless love.

To every mother embarking on this incredible journey, may your path be adorned with strength, patience, and unwavering love. May your sacrifices be recognized, and your dedication celebrated. For what you do, the world owes you an immeasurable debt of gratitude.

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As I reflect on my mother’s extraordinary journey, I am humbled by the enduring strength and boundless love she exudes. Her story is a testament to the ceaseless power of a mother’s love—a love that knows no boundaries and transcends all barriers.

In the end, my tale is just a fragment of countless narratives that celebrate the unparalleled depth of a mother’s love—a narrative that resonates with the heartbeat of every child touched by a mother’s boundless affection and sacrifice.

 


I’m Herman Owuor, a 23-year-old freelance writer and nature photographer. I find purpose in crafting words that solve problems or resonate deeply with me. Beyond writing, I immerse myself in the art of capturing nature’s beauty through my lens. When I’m not engrossed in my creative pursuits, you’ll likely find me experimenting in the kitchen, lost in the pages of a captivating book, or venturing into the outdoors to explore new horizons. I hold a firm belief that the world is inherently beautiful, despite its challenges, and I aspire to convey this message through my work. With each piece I create, whether it’s a thought-provoking article or a breathtaking photograph, my aim is to inspire others to see the world through a lens of optimism and appreciation.

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The Unmatched Essence of Motherhood – A Creative Nonfiction by Herman Owuor, Kenya

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