It’s been 25 years. Side by side we stand. Her spirit still captivating. Her strength still lingering. Her genuine love showering me when life leaves its marks and bruises. As an adult, her presence still protecting me whilst offering guidance. My mother. “What kept you going?” I ask in curiosity and admiration. Her smile and the glint in her eyes shares a silent story. One I know too well but never ceases to amaze me. She exhales and sends me a smile. “Giving up would have meant giving up on you. And a mother never gives up on her child. Remember that.” she declares with pride and reason in her voice. “Beside, how could I give up on love? It brought me you.”

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