LOH #179: My Relationship with My Mother and Her Legacy!

Hi to all of you! It's a new week; another contest is underway in this lovely Ladies and Hive community! It's my pleasure to respond to all of @merit.ahama's questions.

1️⃣ Share any memorable mother-daughter relationship with us, whether good or bad, yours or another's own, you witnessed.

Nothing compares to a lovely and harmonious mother-daughter bond. Mothers can shape their daughters into compassionate, self-assured, and appreciative individuals. Similarly, daughters can make their mothers' lives more enjoyable and beautiful.

It's safe to say that mother-daughter relationships aren't always superficial, but everyone can form wholesome relationships that greatly enhance the beauty and fulfillment of life.

I am lucky to have been born to the most fantastic mother.
My mother was my protector, and I used to cling to her like I was a part of her, hiding behind her whenever I felt afraid.

Growing up, I was always very close to my mother. It's a common belief that mothers and daughters separate during adolescence, but I was fortunate in that our bond deepened. My mother had a talent for persuading me to confide in her and tell her about my problems without passing any judgment.

I wanted to tell her everything, so it was very clever of her whether or not it was a strategy to get told off or judged, but I knew that if I did something "unsafe", she would find a way to make me understand it was dangerous.

I am no longer with my mother. Although she passed away eight months ago, I can't help but think about her and our relationship all the time. We both found many aspects of our relationship to be complicated.

I will always appreciate that we spent those years together before she passed away, spending holidays, grocery shopping, and showing her how much she meant to me. She knew I was always there for her, loving her.

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2️⃣ Tell us about one thing you learned from your mother or sister or a female neighbour that she didn't teach you directly.

The day my mother died was the worst day of my life; the day we buried her was the second worst. Joy and cheer seemed like faraway recollections. They reminded me of something I had lost upon her passing. But my mother understood we could smile and laugh even in the worst circumstances. We most definitely need it at those times. Laughing and smiling could make you uneasy because it could signify forgetting or moving on. But it only indicates that you're developing your ability to deal with loss.

People who knew my mother will tell you that her smile sticks out in their memories of her. It wasn't an artificial smile that belies her suffering but a genuine, loving smile. She was open about her difficulties and was frequently ill. She knew that happiness was necessary for her survival and any chance of recovery.

You must rediscover joy if you hope to live a whole life after suffering a loss. Despite all of her physical suffering, my mother found happiness. For most people, happiness is found in the little things in life. Although my mother was not wealthy, she saved small amounts of money yearly to support us, primarily focused on giving to others.

She knew, deep down, that life is meant to be lived, no matter how difficult it is or how much trauma or grief you have to deal with.

Her dedication to happiness is what I inherited.

Don't feel you are misleading the other person by being happy. One of the many ways to keep loving them is to feel joy.

My mother imparted numerous lessons to my siblings and me. How can we overcome obstacles with self-assurance, ambition, and perseverance?

These were quite common when we were kids. We learned to value education and family from her and my father. My mother set a good example for us by teaching us how to defend ourselves and our loved ones, and we also learned that your children are the most significant individuals in your life.

She was devoted to us and encouraging of all our goals, and she displayed a fantastic work ethic.

These priceless lessons carried over into adulthood; my mother remained my sounding board during college, and I faced difficulties starting a career and landing a permanent job. Even after I took on the role of caregiver for her and my father, she remained supportive. My mother was our pillar of support during circumstances, and she taught me how to be resilient and strong through all my difficulties.