Before you join Facebook, you think your mother is not your mother, you think they adopted you. And then you join Facebook and discover that there was a template for mothers on how to become a mother in three easy steps. Because the experiences are the same even though our mothers are different.
It could be your mother buying you an oversize pair of shorts that will last you six primary school years.
Or, prey on the money a visitor gave you because you belong to her and it is doubly unthinkable that the money you have doesn't also belong to her.
Corollary, you don't know what to think of her in your early and teenage years. In your adult life, someone will ask you about her and you sill sigh, a deep sigh that invites an expectant silence. To say that you can't possibly fit her into one description. Or a fistful of words.
If you are lucky to have children of your own, your mother buys a pair of velvet gloves and you watch, antsy, how your mother lets the sins you have been prosecuted for before slide.
They are unpredictable. And decent whoop of the ass is not far away from their reach especially when you act out of their unwritten code of conduct.
Our mothers became our stories on this episode.
Their hilarity meets our stories. And on this episode, we speak of them a little more fondly. Because there ain't no hood like motherhood.
