I am a daughter

I am a daughter of two mothers,  
Both shaping me in their own ways,  
Both empowering me with their strength and wisdom.  

The first is my mother by birth,  
The source of my life, my foundation.  
She nurtured me with her love and shaped me with her strength.  
Drawing from her own life lessons,  
She made me tough — tough enough that no one in the world could break me.  
She taught me the skills of life so I would never have to depend on anyone.  
She instilled in me an attitude — 
To aim high, to work hard, to demand what I deserve, and to never back down.  
Her voice echoes in my mind, reminding me that if I set my heart to something,  
No stone should remain unturned.  
She is the reason I stand strong,
Resilient, capable, and determined.  
She has shaped my core.  

The second is my mother-in-law 
A relationship often seen through the lens of societal expectations.  
For many, it’s a bittersweet bond wrapped in discomfort,  
Yet ours has been different, beautifully different.  
We met as adults, both shaped by our own experiences.  
I carried the weight of conventional perceptions,  
Expecting boundaries and guarded affection.  

But she chose to break those perceptions for me.  
With time, I realized her quiet determination,
To redefine what this relationship could be.  
She opened her heart and home to me,  
Not out of duty, but out of choice.  

Like my first mother, she pushes me to achieve,  
To aim higher, to dream bigger, and to keep moving forward.  
She also asks me to pause, to breathe,  
To not get so consumed by the struggles of life that I forget myself.  
To find joy beyond the roles I play at work or at home.  
She doesn’t just support my ambitions,  
She protects my spirit, ensuring I don’t lose myself in the process.  

She has redefined what this relationship means to me,
Transforming it from an expected obligation  
Into a bond of love, trust, and unwavering support.  

Between these two remarkable women,  
I have learned to be both relentless and reflective,  
To chase my goals fiercely yet cherish moments of stillness.  
One taught me strength — 
the kind that pushes through storms.  
The other taught me balance — 
the kind that knows when to rest and breathe.  
One shaped my will to achieve,  
The other reminds me that my well-being is equally part of that achievement.  

Together, they have made me whole —  
I stand today not just as their daughter,  
But as a woman shaped by their wisdom,  
Carrying forward their strength in every step I take.  

I am because of them — unbreakable, unstoppable, and undeniably me.





Happy women's day 
09.03.2025

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