Eight years ago I lost my Queen the woman who gave me life with God’s help of course. The woman whose looks I inherited. The woman whose curves I inherited. The woman whose mannerism I inherited. The woman who was the first to inspire me. She was a light in my life and to so many people’s lives. She was a prayer warrior, literally I have never met anyone up to this day that could pray as much as my mom. My mum had six Children and everyday without fail she prayed for us one by one. When she finished praying for her Children she would start praying for her siblings, friends, cousins, the sick people in the village and basically anyone she could think of praying for.
Such a beautiful piece 💙
Thanks hun.