Mother - one & only real warrior

A mother's heart is the only place where you’ll live forever, for she was the beginning of your story, your first home and perhaps the only home you can call yours. From the moment she held us in her arms to the day our body ceases to work, only a mother herself would know of the strength it takes to prepare us for all the curves that life throws at us. 

The sacrifices they happily make every single day makes me wonder how I even have the audacity to quibble about my trivial life issues. And then I remember, before she knows of the heart that beats within her, she too was a little girl with faults of her own kind. She was scared, gentle, and breakable, none of which you will ever know, because from your first breath to her very last and perhaps beyond, she was the only one who held you fearlessly, your constant shoulder to lean on, your strongest shield and the author of all your favourite stories. 

She'll always put your life before hers but somewhere along the lines, her happiness was overwritten, her story was changed, and a part of her was happily sacrificed for you. No matter how hard you try to find her lost parts, you’ll never be able to see it, because all that was lost in her, is alive only in you. 

What was she once, she’ll never be again. For she is mightier and stronger, she's a mother.