22/11/2025
Read this twice:
I did not become strong on my own.
I was raised by two mothers who refused to let life break me.
This picture with them is not just a family photo.
It is the blueprint of every good thing in my character.
People talk about a mother’s love like poetry.
But when you grow up with two of them, you learn it is not poetry.
It is power.
One mother protected my heart.
She showed me what love looks like when it stands between you and the world.
The other mother built my backbone.
She taught me what discipline feels like when it comes from someone who wants you to win.
I still remember one moment that shaped me.
I was a teenager, overwhelmed, frustrated, and convinced I was failing.
I tried to hide it.
They both noticed instantly.
One sat beside me and said, Tell me everything.
Her voice made honesty feel safe.
The other looked at me and said, You are capable of more than what scares you.
Her confidence made fear feel small.
Those two sentences built the standard I still operate from:
→ Lead with love that does not shake.
→ Stand with discipline that does not crack.
→ Build a life that would make your mothers proud to claim you.
People love to say, A mother is she who can take the place of all others but whose place no one else can take.
I get that in a different way.
Because I had two.
To the world, they are mothers.
But to our family, they are the world.
And everything I am today started with them.
