Not every mother is present at our births to hear our first cry. They may not see our first steps but they guide us nonetheless. Some mothers appear in our lives when we need them the most, to comfort and support us with their loving arms, to teach us and speak softly of our mistakes, often working tirelessly without praise. They walk onto the path of our livse at a special time when we, the children of the world, big and small, need a gentle smile, someone to laugh with us and cry with us and accept us for who we are. They show us the way of kindness and love for a short time, but remain in our hearts and memories forever. These are the true mothers of the world, whose loving arms we will reach for when we cross heaven's doorstep.
Rest in Peace, Shafige.