A Mothers Day Story - The day I knew My Mother Loves Me

Today is Mother's day and I wanted to tell you a story about the day I knew that my Mother loves me.

I was 8 years old, me and my mother, we left Hinche Haiti en route to Lascahobas to visit my father who was at that time the Commandant Sous-District De Lascahobas FADH (Force Armee D'Haiti).

It was 1980, at that time, there was no email, no internet, and no cell phones in Haiti.

We hopped into "Dieu Seul Maitre," the most popular commuter bus from Hinche to Port Au Prince at that time, and Sadrack the driver dropped us at Mirbalais. There, we were supposed to hop into another bus bound for Lascahobas.

For some reason there was no bus to Lascahobas that day. My mother spent the hole day sitting in a chair and keeping an eye on me.

Then Night came, and still, no bus.

My mother flipped the chair around and still, she kept an eye on me.

It started getting late, and all the local Tonton Makouts were out and about getting drunk, and the young lady, my mother, she reached into her bag, she grabbed some clothes, and made my bed.

She then leaned the chair against one of the poles.

She told me to go to sleep.

She told me "It's OK, I will stay awake, I will keep an eye on you, Don't worry, go to sleep"

My mother stayed awake all night. she did not sleep,
not even for a minute. >>> Continue reading here
 

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