To the strongest women that ever lived

This blog is very special to me for 2 reasons: 1)It is my 50th blog!!!! My 2nd grade self would be proud that I made this far with my writing journey . and 2) It is about the strongest women that I ever knew. A women that inspired, inspires and will continue to inspire for generation to come forward.  She sadly isn't among us anymore but I still see her .  I still her in the little things around the house, still hear her when my family talks and still feel her in my prayers. 

I know for the fact that she broke many generational traumas even without knowing it , even without realising it. I don't want to make this post sad but instead a beacon of hope. Because that is what she was : A beacon of Hope and Light. 

Strength was synonymous to her name because she fought many battles throughout her life. Some with herself and some with others. She won some but she lost some too. But that never stopped her . One thing that she  always preached was always find the inner  strength to fight. No challenge is difficult if you stand up for yourself. But as she told me to fight challenges, she always taught me to not fight with people and always be nice to everyone that I encountered with. Being kind and gentle is a quality of hers that I hope to embe as I grow up. 

I always told her that she would be the best psychologist in town if she would have been one . She knew how to hold space for others and was always there to listen to others when they needed it . She also cooked some of the best food in town.Food was her love language, be it feeding it to others or cooking it with her loved ones. She always loved being in the kitchen. In the last few months, as struggled she always told me that she wish she could make something for us. 

Alas I wouldn't be able to hear her advice anymore or have her delicious food anymore. But I know she is always there guiding me and helping me in every step of my life. 

 I would like to pay a small tribute to her in the most me way possible, by writing a poem for her. Here it goes:

Strength 

The pain of being apart is unbearable, 

The fact that when I enter through the door and you won't be there; Breaks my heart. 

Sometimes all I want to do is curl up and cry,

But  I know that seeing me in my pain, 

Would only break your heart. 

In those heartbroken moment of mine,

I remember your strength.

The strength that wasn't brought by you,

But the strength that you were,

The strength that did not terrify the world but instead brightened the world.

Your presence might have left the world.

But your strength never did. 

I know you won't be there behind the door; waiting for me

But I know your strength will always be there, 

Waiting for me behind the door. 

Thank You💟

-MJM.