The heart of a good mother is as big as the ocean; accommodating all kind of things and sweeping all unwanted things to its shores!

A praying mother is more precious and valuable than all the riches in the world.

When the last woman dies, the last man dies!

I know there’s something troubling you. I’m not going to ask what it is, if you don’t want to tell me. But remember that I’m your mother. Nothing you say could ever shock me or make me love you less.

God always drops love like rainfall and if you walk in it, you shall always be refreshed by it in so far as it continues to shower. Note however that you may never be able to quench your test no matter how long you shall keep standing in the rains whilst you keep your lips closed.

Sometimes through a smile it can be a lot of pain, but no matter what, mothers love will keep you strong.