Mothers Who Rock Series 1 - I Call Her My Superwoman by Joy Inyamu Akut

Sitting here, thinking about what to write. You would think it’s the easiest thing in the world to do; after all, my mummy is the best mother in the whole wide world… Yes, she comes before yours.

But as easy as it seems, it is hard, because words can’t do justice to the woman of substance that I’ve grown to know her as.

Words can’t express how her loving has been such a blessing to not just my siblings and I, but to countless relations and her community at large.

You see, I call her my superwoman... one without capes, but twice as tough in heriro and buba(a Nigerian traditional attire)

She is beautiful, not just on the outside but deep down on the inside.

She is strong, not because she can swat that fly, but because she has a fighting spirit and a will so strong when it comes to achieving and making a difference…

She has pushed her way through to the peak of her field in a male dominated world, and in all her hard work in her career and rise to the top, she never made us feel like we played second fiddle as she strutted in the corridor of power.

How she achieved that, I cannot tell.

She has taught me that yes I can, not because I’m a pretty girl, but because I have it in me. Not because I can cut corners, but because there’s a reward in doing things the right way, even when others seem to get instant result from the wrong lane.

She has brought us up in the way that we should go…

Widowed with five children, but never a moment to falter and wallow in self-pity.

Honest in her dealings, an executive with a difference in a country ridden with corruption.  She has taught me and shown in the way that she lives; that indeed a good name is way better than all the silver and gold the world can offer.

She’s my mother and yes I can give you a load down of whom she’s empowered and how she’s helped her community in so many ways. I can give details of how she’s been the first amongst equals on many levels and how she’s one of the women that has served the government on many levels. But allow me to bask in the greatness of her motherhood and love she’s poured into her family…

Allow me to be thankful to God for dropping me in her womb.

Allow me to be thankful for seeing a definition of love that is giving and sacrificial in this beautiful gentle looking woman who’s fierce and firm and a super hero in all her tenderness.

The kind of mother you’ve always dreamed of having.

The kind of grandma you wish you had

The kind of sister you long for.

The kind of aunty you pray for.

The mother in-law you would love to have…

She may not have saved the world as you know it, but God has used her to save my world and the world of many others countless times.

She’s my mother, her name is Mary and she Rocks!


This article was written and submitted by Joy Inyamu Akut

Joy is the Author and Publisher of her blog iNyamu's Eldorado which as she said, started out as a somewhat anonymous journal of a girl in search of self, purpose and peace. She is no stranger to Empowerment Moments Blog as she has allowed me to re-publish one of her previous articles here entitled "Barren, Broken and Blessed." Joy is the kind of person who keeps it real. She has such a gentle, humble spirit. She loves Jesus and doesn't ask, but tells you according to the word of God that she is, "royalty, not self imposed, but chosen! If you dare to doubt that, then check 1 Peter 2:9 that says, "But ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should show forth the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his  marvellous light." You can also find Joy on Facebook and Google+. Be sure to connect with her.

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