Lilian, 2nd from left, with siblings and mum
My name is Lilian Adjarho and this is my pure mother’s love
story. My mother, Mrs. Elizabeth Omafuare Adjarho, groomed her four children to
become impactful individuals in the society. I am the third child in my family
and I am so immensely influenced by her mother’s love. This love has made me the
strong, positive, patient lady I am today.
That year, 1982, I remember my mother struggling to stay
alive because of her ill health. Nonetheless, she never stopped caring and
sacrificing for her family. My father lost
his job just as my mother started having children, and was also of ill health
in the 6 years she had the four of us. A few years later, he came down with
stroke. He then became a major need for financial resources in the family as he
needed periodic treatments.
Dear
mother of mine struggled with her job as a teacher in Ughele Primary school.
She added to that farming and petty trading in order to keep our family going.
The stress for her was so much that her health began to fail her. She was diagnosed of kidney disease and a hole in
her heart coupled with high blood pressure. She has been on medication for
almost two decades, yet never one day has
she slowed down on
her sacrifices for her family. She ensured that by all means her children were
never out of school. She made sure food was always on the table.
She borrowed to ensure her family was running as it should. Usually,
her entire teacher salary was used to offset loans which she took. She was
dragged to court several times. At a point she went into hiding because people
she owed wouldn't give her a moment of peace. All these were just to see us
through school and to feed. She did all this alone with no help from anyone.
Her family members who could assist rejected her and even told her directly
that she is killing herself unnecessarily.
I recall at one time we went to sell things in the market and there
was an open fire robbery going on in the market. She risked her life not
minding if she might get hit by a stray bullet. She rushed down to the market
to ensure we were fine. I recall someone asking her if she wanted to die for
her kids. She responded that the only joy she had were her children.
This woman was ready to lay down her life just so we would be
ok! I can confidently say not many women will go through what my mum went
through for over 30 years. She never gave up on her sacrifices for us even for
a minute!
Today, my mother though alive, bears the scars of the
struggle she had for her children. As I turned 26 last month, I promised I’d
share her love story with all of Nigeria and the world. This is my pure gift to
her, and a more importantly a way to inspire every mother.
For me, sharing and inspiring others with this story about my
mum, Elizabeth Omafuare Adjarho, lets me know there’s indeed is nothing as pure
as a mother love!
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