“You have a striking resemblance with your mother!” is everyone’s opening statement once they have a real time view of our faces. My mom has always been my backbone. She keeps me strong. She is a mother, a friend. She is really everything to me.

I woke up at 4:30am and said a word of prayer for mama. I thanked God for bringing me into the world through a momma as strong as her. For the certitude, that I could pick my phone at any given time, scroll through my contacts for her name and make a 2 way call. I was then privileged to spend the rest of the day at The Adenta branch of ICGC. The serene atmosphere makes it very congenial for spontaneous worship.

Those who have known me from childhood know how close I am with my mother. Not just because I am her first child, nor because of the striking resemblance we share, nor the same profession we have found ourselves, but on the indication that she deserves the best life has to offer, considering the memories of us, I can easily brood over.

I would like to look back on memories growing up as part of my daily reflections and button down the unconditional love my mum has shown for me. I hope it changes your outlook about having and holding your loving mother, and the need to honour your mother because it is the only commandment with a promise.

Back in class 2, I remember asking my mother about the origin of my name; why Eliezer? My reply was it’s because you are special. I felt so heavy headed but then I knew my question was not answered. I went up to Dad; who described the pathophysiology of my name- directing me to the verse

I was born at a very crucial time in a young couple’s life where my parents wee struggling to make ends meet. My Dad was still finding his way around the world of work – being tossed from one company to the other, and my mum was a nurse in one of the far- flung places in Ghana.

My arrival then, turned things around for them. Mum got posted to the city and my Dad secured a spot in one of the offices in Kumasi – which my mother had instinctively recommended. This is just for the tabs.

I flash on those nights my mother would kneel beside my bed, praying for me as she touched my navel.I remember the times, she would let me absent myself from school and bottle up my sweet drinks with Chloroquine and paracetamol with the aim of getting me better.

I remember that day, my mother’s prayers kept me alive when I was glided to the hospital.

I remember how she went ahead of me to God in prayer, and secured my place in medical school even before I sat for the interview. I would skip the fine details but what she did was simply amazing!

I remember the advice that was thrown down my throat, when that fine lady kept messing with my right atrium. It was difficult following her advice, but in retrospect, I can’t help to acknowledge how instrumental that has been in my life. I know you are waiting for that day, I finally introduce her to you.

She is kind of woman who sees the good in everyone and makes attempts to bring out that good even at the cost of the last penny in her pocket. She is the reserved woman who would spontaneously rise to the occasion just to save a life when it was demanded.

The woman who would watch me giggle, anytime I played with the pages of her medical textbooks; and took her time to enlighten my five year old brain with some of the medical terminologies.

The woman who would watch me ride on a horse while she walks the road. The woman who would spice your day up with her smiles, even when she was tearing deep down. The woman who would make you look good in those quality clothes, just to demonstrate how handsome, her offspring can be. The woman who works in the hospital with a mind of openness and a heart of gold.

The woman who has laid the greatest foundation in my life by introducing me to God; and keeps furnishing the building, patiently waiting for its completion.

My personal doctor- The woman who would replace my sugary drink with a bottle of water, and dilute my soup with that same water over a hundred times with the aim of optimizing my health.

My Dad’s personal financial advisor and soulmate. She is the woman who has spearheaded the growth and development of my dad towering him into one of our strongholds.

The woman who fed me with the nourishment I needed in the first 2 years of my life without wining or crying.

The nurse in charge, who turned things around, with her mastery of coordination and team work when everyone thought it was a done deal.

Living independently has made me marvel at how you could put food on the table of four strong boys with just 5 cedis. When I struggle to get bananas with 6 cedis.

It’s amazing how you are able to come forward with breathtaking initiatives which would lead to success; while you sit in the background, to appreciate from afar.

It’s my prayer I shall celebrate you everyday of my life, till we spend eternity together. God bless you Lily! ❤️❤️

Eliezer, your Son!

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