Can you imagine that I will be spending my first Christmas without my mother? Oh mother, oh how I miss you. I still remember those Christmas days, after church, we would get together for some laughs and a hearty meal, with some sorrel of course. My mother loved to eat. She had a huge appetite, not even sickness prevented this appetite. If a decision was taken not to give her certain amount of food then she would surely voiced her disapproval. Her favourite food was roasted breadfruit and pork. These are memories of her I will continue to cherish and the good times we spent together. Rest in peace, my mother. I love you, but Jesus loved you best.
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