Good morning,Hivians! I hope you are all doing fine.
I actually wanted to keep this write-up until Mother’s Day, but something inside me kept pricking me to post it right now,and here we are.Without further ado, welcome 🤗 to my blog 
💔 The Image That Breaks Every Heart:Here Is Why It Hits So Hard.
Your scroll stops dead the moment you see it;
A mother on her knees, face buried in her hands, shoulders shaking with quiet sobs.Her little boy, barely old enough to understand,clings to her dress with wide, guilty eyes.Between them sits the culprit,a colourful jack-in-the-box,clown still bouncing,spring still vibrating.The words above it hit harder than any meme ever could:
“Never hurt your Mother. Nothing is more painful than seeing tears in her eyes.”
That single frame says everything we need to remember about motherhood.
Look closer,the mother isn’t angry.She is not scolding.She is broken,by a toy.By a surprise meant for fun.That is the depth of a mother’s heart.The same woman who carried you for nine months, pushed through labour pains that would floor grown men, stayed awake through fevers, exams, heartbreaks and teenage rebellion,can be brought to tears by something as small as a popping clown. Because every emotion she feels is multiplied by the love she carries for you.
This is not just about one cartoon.This is the reality of every mother.
She smiles when she’s tired.She cooks when her body aches.She says I am fine when she’s drowning.
She forgives before you even say sorry.
In our African homes,especially here in Warri and across Nigeria,mothers are the silent pillars.They are the ones who wake up at 4 a.m. to prepare meals, pray for you before you leave for school or work, and still find strength to ask “Have you eaten?” even when they haven’t eaten themselves. They are the first teachers, the first doctors, the first counsellors, and the last to complain. Yet we sometimes forget. We raise our voices. We ignore their calls. We make “small” jokes that cut deep. We take them for granted because “she will always be there.”
But the image reminds us: her tears are the loudest scream she will never let out.
Women in general carry the weight of the world with grace. Whether they are mothers, aunties, sisters, wives, or grandmothers,they are the emotional glue holding families and communities together.
In a world that celebrates loud success and viral fame, we rarely celebrate the quiet warrior who gave up her youth so you could have yours.The one who traded her dreams so you could chase yours. The one whose prayers have probably saved you more times than you will ever know.This illustration is a mirror.If you have ever snapped at your mum because you were stressed,If you have ever forgotten her birthday,If you have ever made her beg for your time;Then this image is speaking directly to you.
Today, make it right.Call her right now,not later.Tell her "Thank you” and mean it.Help her without being asked.Hug her longer than usual.
Because one day,the same hands that wiped your tears will no longer be there to wipe hers.One day you will wish you could hear “Have you eaten?” just one more time.Don’t wait for that day.Mothers are not superheroes.
They are human beings with the biggest hearts on earth,hearts that break easier than we realise.
So let this powerful screenshot be your reminder today:
Never hurt your mother.Her smile is the most beautiful thing in the world.
But her tears?They should never,ever be because of you.Drop a ❤️ if this touched you.
When last did you make your mother smile so hard she cried happy tears?
Let’s flood the HIVE with love for the women who made us who we are.
This post is for everyone who still has their mother alive,cherish her like the treasure she is.
And for those whose mothers have passed,may this remind you to honour her memory by treating every woman with the same tenderness.Share it. Save it.Live it.Because a mother’s tears should only ever be tears of joy.Never pain. Never because of you.❤️
Never let anything,no matter how small,become the “villain” that puts your mother on her knees in tears.
Protect her heart like she protected yours.That grinning clown is not the enemy.Our negligence is.
Thank you for reading my post.Yours truly,
