Aaliyah Van Beulen TP in South Africa
Not many of us get second chances; once your mother passes away, that’s it. You’d be lucky to have a mother-in-law who loves you as their own. Well, I got that second chance everyone wishes to have. My biological mother passed away just after I finished matric, and my father years before that, when I was 9 years old. My biological mother and I never had that deep mother-daughter connection that my soul yearned for, but on her last days, we finally could connect. However, it didn’t last long because she passed away too soon. I was just an 18-year-old teenager with no real guidance in life. I lived the life of the party because I had the freedom to do so, just doing what I wanted because I had no parent figures to guide me. I was really lost until I wasn’t. It all started with me spending weekends with my best friend from high school. The weekends turned into weeks, and then somehow, I became part of the family—the family I never had, with loving brothers and sisters, a great father figure, and most impor - tantly, an amazing mother figure who I got to connect to like she was the one who gave birth to me. We could talk like best friends, and she gives me advice like a mother should. She knows me better than I know myself now. Whatever happens to me, best believe I’m telling my mother first. Need advice? Run to mommy. Need to talk about boys? Mommy is the one to run to. She always says I’m her special child. Sometimes, it is spe- cial in a crazy way, but I’ll take that because I believe they would be bored without me if I do say so myself. Jokes aside, my biological mother would be so proud of the woman I have become and thankful for the mother I was blessed with, who keeps me checked in and on the right path. I can never say how thankful I am to be this blessed, but all I have to say is ALHAMDULLILAH .
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LETTERS TO MOTHERS
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