Dear Mom,
Normally I make you a card every year on Mother’s Day with my horrible
artistic skills, but this year I want to do something different. I’ve
been given the opportunity to let the world know how much your strength
and determination for a better life and your unending love and support
has impacted me and helped turn me into the woman I am today. I commend
you each day of my life for the many compromises, sacrifices and
difficult decisions you had to make during your time here in Canada.
It has been 34 years since you came to this ‘foreign land,’ married
dad and attempted to begin your new life in hopes of gaining a better
future. On many occasions, you remind me of what you left behind in
Guyana and what you had to go through; the fact that you used to sell in
the market during the hot hours of the morning to make a few dollars
and the fact that you had the opportunity to go to school for a short
period of time. I could never begin to imagine how hard it was for you
to make those very difficult decisions – but you made them, and you
stayed strong and determined to turn this into a better life. After you
got married you had kids and instead of going to work, you became a
stay-at-home mom.
I’ve heard stories about how you were bullied while you used to walk Dee
home from school, because we were the only “brown” family in our area.
I’ve heard how the children and their parents would throw snow balls at
you and tell you to “go back home”, yet not even then did you give up.
When I was younger, I took everything for granted and I didn’t realise
how much you had to sacrifice to buy me what I wanted. But as I got
older, I started realising how much you did have to give up. You gave up
your education, you gave up a ‘way of life,’ and more importantly, you
gave up gratifying yourself to put a smile on our face. Mom, you never
shopped for yourself. You’ve always made do with what you had, and you
always remained content. Now I’m 22 and I’m exposed to so many
atrocities that are happening against women worldwide, and it makes me
think about how blessed I am to have you with me. Children grow up
without mothers because their mothers have become victims of violence.
They become orphans because their surviving parent chooses to have
nothing to do with them, or they get forced into a life of violence and
unending pain – they ultimately lack in feeling a mother’s true love.
Mom, you’ve always showered unending love onto me; you’ve always
given me so much support and strength when I had to go through my share
of struggles; and you always reminded me of how important it is to
remain determined when we want to accomplish something. I can never
forget the look on your face when I told you I want to start my own
non-profit organization to help women who are victims of violence and
children who are victims of bullying. I can never forget the look on
your face when I told you I wanted to go to India with Aunty, to build
homes for underprivileged children and families who have been victimized
by violence and forced prostitution. I can never forget the look on
your face when I graduated from University. They all had one thing in
common – the look of love that was pouring out of your heart. I’m sure
you were afraid, but you knew that if I was determined to do those
things, there was no stopping me – more importantly, you stuck by my
side in my decisions and gave me the support I needed as a woman to make
those decisions.
There are no words to describe the ways in which you have helped me –
all I can say is, I am the woman I am because of your love and support
(ofcourse thanks to you as well Daddy!). My way of repaying you, will be
to help as many women and children that I can possibly help in the
world. I want to give every child the sense of love and support that you
have given to me all these years. I want to give every woman the
opportunity to make a better life for themselves the way that you gave
me and Dee by coming to Canada. More importantly, I want to share with
everyone all that you’ve shared with me – the gift to find their place
in the world, because without you mom, I wouldn’t be here.
I love you always mom.
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