Motherhood: sacrifice & love

HI M

Thanks for the follow

I just realised my days are determined and lead down paths from the feedback by my readers and followers around the world, like you. So thanks for the input.

All your comments and feedback encourage (greatly), uplift and even inspire me to follow “this road less travelled”.

I love my days “interacting with you’ guys and gals’ (and anything else in these PC * days-very)”

“waking up sleepy-head” craig

“the world’s fourth worst writer”

see

https://johnsphotopics.wordpress.com/2016/01/09/why-im-only-the-worlds-fourth-worst-writer/

and
https://craigsbooks.wordpress.com/2018/10/09/why-im-only-the-worlds-fourth-worst-writer-3/

* and definitely NOT a police constable)

Still

“Driven to uplift, encourage and (perhaps even) inspire”

https://craigsquotes.files.wordpress.com/2017/10/path-emerson.jpg?w=605&h=454

…”of chaos” (in the “real world”, so says “the nurse”)

https://craigsbooks.wordpress.com/2018/04/24/do-not-go-where-the-path-may-lead-go-instead-where-there-is-no-path-and-leave-a-trail-6/

Together, one mind, one soul, one life, one small step at a time, let’s plant seeds of hope, then march together towards a better future…a far brighter tomorrow

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https://equalbeam.photo.blog/2020/02/04/example-post/
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Manako Tamou

Today is mother’s day. It is a day of recognition and appreciation for all that mother’s do. I don’t like to catch myself reflecting too much on the point because the realisation of what my mother has done for me can sometimes be crippling, with reference to everything that follows. Because when I think of her, the first word that comes to mind is sacrifice. Because in my mind, to be the recipient of someone’s sacrifice is the greatest form of love. 

My mother chose the name Siobhan because it was unique, unlike anything she’d heard before. And because it meant, in Irish Gaelic, “God is Gracious”. An odd name for a Polynesian woman but a poetic and strong name for the woman she wanted to raise.

Shortly after I was born, my mother took me to Mitiaro for some months. I’m not quite sure how many months, but she…

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