21/04/2024
Sister, Mama, friend,
I see you. I see the strength it takes to raise your children under the vast African sky, the sun on your back, and the love overflowing in your heart.
It's not easy. There will be days when the land seems dry, the work feels endless, and doubt whispers in your ear. But remember, you are a descendant of queens and warriors. Resilience is woven into the fabric of your being.
Look at your children. See the spark in their eyes, the hope you nurture. You are their world, their guiding light. The love you give them is the most precious gift, richer than any harvest.
Take heart, Mama. You are not alone. The strength of the village is with you, in the shared laughter, the helping hands, and the wisdom of your ancestors. There is beauty in the struggle, and every sunrise is a new beginning.
