As a child, I used to wake up in the early mornings from the voice of my mum. She’d be praying in Samoan.
At that time, I did not understand what she was saying but all I knew was she was praying for us.
Her family.
I also remember waking up to her cleaning. Yelling. Cleaning and yelling. Yelling at her kids to help her clean hahaha.. she won most days
There have been many significant memories of my life that the only person I needed, was my mother… and she alone.
I have flash backs of memories that have stuck with me.. and will forever stick with me, watching you over the years mum…
Today, I would like to share what these moments meant to me…
The day of your son’s funeral mum… I watched you.
I watched you from a distance. You collapsed next to his grave. You laid there, on the ground, wailing and crying in pain. Asking God to take you with him as they lowered his casket.
I watched and watched. I didn’t understand why I started crying at that moment. I just remember I was sad to have lost my brother but watching you like this was just as tough.
You were by my side during the birth of my first-born child.
You helped me get through the grueling hours. I wanted to give up and started crying to you and told you I didn’t want to do it anymore. Like you could take all the pain away. You stayed by me until Aaliyah arrived.
You, have never left us.
I can only tell you the respect I had for you, grew beyond imaginable. You went through this 6 times mum. Why!? Hahaha
I am still discovering new things about you.
A couple weeks ago, you told me when you got word that your father was sick.
You took it upon yourself, to pick up 2 other jobs and worked around the clock in preparation of your fathers passing.
In disbelief, I asked “Mum, how long did you have 3 jobs for?” You said, “Anetta, for 1 year. I worked over here Monday to Friday, at night I’d go to another place and on the weekends, I worked over here. It was a lot of hard work but what else could I do? My father was sick. After he passed away, I went back to working 1 job again.”
My grandfather passed away in 2016.
Mum, you held my hand during the toughest moments in my life. I remember having so much fear in my heart. It consumed me. I had to face my fear in court and take a stand for myself. I had to be placed in a separate court room until it was time.
You sat with me. Patiently, checking in on me. I held your hand overwhelmed with anxiety and fear. You gave me so much strength that day Mum. Something i heavily believe, only a Mothers unconditional love can do.
I got through it…We got through Mum. I can not thank you enough for the endless love, support you have given to all of your children over the years. Thank you for always believing in us, when we didn’t believe in ourselves.
Forever loving you, the peace maker of our Family. Happy 60th Birthday to the best mum ever!
Faafetai tina. Ana le seanoa lou alofa ma lau lagolago, oute le o ai la aʻu nei. O ou puapuaga ma lau taulaga o le mafuaaga lea ua tatou manuia ai i le ola. Na e faia le galue malosi mo aʻu tina ma ou te folafola atu e faʻafaigofie le vaega o totoe o lou olaga. Manuia tele le atoaga o lou 60 tausaga Mum.
Memoirs of Anetta 