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As dusk descended upon the savannah, there was a stampede. The gang of tough looking Buffalo scattered into disarray when a couple of lions charged into their midst looking for easy prey.
They spotted one. A dazed calf confused by the ensuing mêlée was the easy prey. The Lions went in for the kill as the savannah swallowed thundering dust. The herd scattered into the surrounding darkness. However, a miracle was in the offing. Never doubt the love of a determined mother!
I watched mesmerised as mother buffalo went back into the fray and fought off the marauding gang of the lion pride. They had managed to ambush the fledging calf and were about to settle down to dinner when Mama buffalo barged down in fury.
The rest of the herd charged back in support.
I wiped a tear away.
That buffalo is just like my mum, always rushing to my aid, to her, I’m still her baby, always there to support, guide and give advice.
Mama Buffalo saved her calf, like all mothers, either human or animals would have done.
I love you mum, and it doesn’t have to be only on mother’s day!
I hope everyone’s having a wonderful Sunday. I am still recuperating, it’s taking longer than expected but hey, that’s life. You take the good with the tricky.
I will visit some of your websites as soon as possible. Much love to you all wherever you are in the world!
Anyone has any story about mothers? Please share in the comment below.
😀😀
Seyi Sandra David 
Lovely! Thanks – (And to my mom, too – hopefully to me.)
Thank you for visiting. Mothers are super heroes!! Enjoy a great week ahead.😀
Mother’s love is often portrayed as selfless and bottomless. I had assumed it was issued to each new parent along with a handbook on keeping the kid alive. I was wrong on both counts. Mothering has never been a natural skill for me. But I’m proudest of the moments when i put the phone down, look up, and really see my child and help him through his rough moments. There might not be any lions involved, but that’s my hero moment all the same. Now, Someone has been asking for my attention, I guess you reminded me I like it when I’m a good mom! Ciao!
I don’t think any mother felt any different. It’s just instinct, we do what we can but the defining factor is love. Which I am certain you have for your child. You are a great mom when you give in to selflessness, which you do every day 🙂 Happy Mother’s Day my friend. Thank you for reading my article.
Blessings to you. 🙂
This is beautiful.
Thank you Sadah for your kind words.
What spoke to me this morning was.. John 16:21 “When a woman is giving birth, she has sorrow because her hour has come, but when she has delivered the baby, she no longer remembers the anguish, for joy that a human being has been born into the world.” Because only a mother knows that moment of pain, of giving birth of her child. And yet, Jesus reference this experience to Him, speaking to his disciples of him leaving them but he says..John 16:22 “So also you have sorrow now, but I will see you again, and your hearts will rejoice, and no one will take your joy from you.” Mothers have that special bond, of this very experience, were the heart of our Lord is placed, were a moment of pain evaporates with the gift of precious joy.. what a comfort of solace and peace..
To see the strength of a mother who comes to her child, when they are in need..is a filling-up of strength, courage and the biggest love you could ever experience. That is what moms carry in their empty arms. A mother’s love is a tremendous strength that is defined as sharing together, praying together, suffering together, and working together, no matter how much we fuss at our mothers.
Wise words David, I can’t really add more to it. you wrote it fluently except at the last phrase – we do fuss at our mothers but we love them nonetheless. Thanks for your comment! 🙂
Hmmm, ”Mothers have that special bond, of this very experience, where the heart of our Lord is placed, were a moment of pain evaporates with the gift of precious joy.. what a comfort of solace and peace..” Comparing a mother’s love to the way Jesus felt about us is indeed powerful. Thanks again David. 🙂 🙂
What a beautiful tribute to your mother, Seyi. As we slowly lose my mother to the cruelness of dementia, I pray that she’ll always remember me as her baby girl. Take care of yourself. xo
Thanks Jill, I am so sorry to read about your mother’s condition. I’m sure you’ll always be her baby girl. I’m grateful you stopped by.
Blessings to you.
The lights switched in her favour, and after taking a quick look at traffic, Emma pushed the pram across the road. Suddenly, a truck came around the corner. It veered left and right, filling the width of the narrow street.
Emma regretted wearing heels. There was no way she was going to make it. She shoved the pram forward and jumped away from the truck. The truck tossed her into the air.
She woke up in the hospital. Her husband was gazing down, he had their baby in his arms and tears streaked down his cheeks.
Emma had no more than a few minor bruises.
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Miracles do happen, don’t they Seyi?
Your post is a lovely tribute to your mother.
God bless,
Eric
Awesome Eric! You had me enraptured in that tale. The things mothers, and fathers go through for their children is just wonderful. And most times it’s just intuition. One just seems to know what do at the right time.
It’s so nice of you to stop by, I’m indeed very grateful Eric.
Blessings.😀😀
Thank you, Seyi,
Always happy to drop by to read your lovely posts.
I made a few errors in my little tale:
1. Opening sentence: missed out “in” > The lights switched “in” her favour.
2. Second para, second line: “…from the truck. The truck…” The word truck too close to one another. Could have done better here.
3. Third para, second sentence typo. “Her husband…” not He husband.
4. Third para, third sentence. “He had their baby in his arms…” > missed out the word “in”.
Even though it was written on a whim, no excuses for these mistakes. Sorry. Thank you for the accommodation.
You are right – mothers and fathers go through plenty for their children.
All good blessings,
Eric
Hello Eric, It’s alright. I saw the mistakes and wanted to change it but forgot. I’d just done that now. We’re our own worst critic eh?
Thanks for the story, it was really good regardless of what you think.
Blessings to you.😀
How sweet. Happy Mothers Day my dear. 🙂
Thanks sis. Same to you. Looking forward to your new work of ingenuity!😀
I welled up in tears as I read the mother buffalo charging in to save her young. Yes all of us, as mothers, do what is instinctive when it comes to our children. Bless all the women who continue to always be there for them. Happy Mother’s Day to you and your Mom.
Be well ….
Isadora 😎
That was my feeling as I watched the documentary. It was surreal that she fought to save her calf. We do that daily. Thank you so much my friend for stopping by, it was a pleasure seeing you here.
Blessings.🤗🤗
This is a very short, intriguing, and captivating tale. I agree with your statement, ‘mothers are superheroes’. I am glad to see that you’re on the mend. I look forward to reading more of your articles.
Cheers,
Christy Nelson