Happy Mothers Day! Honoring Rahmatoullahy B. Mahotiere

Hello Queens! Happy Mothers Day! Today is always an emotional day for me because as some of you may know, I lost my mother when I was a baby in a tragic car accident. Not only did I lose my mother but I lost my father as well that tragic day over 25 years ago. When I was younger, I was never allowed to honor my mother. The reason is because when she was alive, a lot of people envied her for her kind spirit, and beautiful nature and her overall energy. Growing up it was so hard because people carried onto the hate and envy that they had for my mother and transferred that negative energy to me but I am not my mother. For several years I struggled with loving who my mother was which in return made me struggle with loving myself. I am mentioning this today because it is Mothers Day and although my mother is not here physically she has never left me spiritually. Even during times where I was confused and upset, she remained by my side. When I didn’t understand certain things, she would send me a spiritual message to bring me clarity. I have noticed that a lot of women have made waist beads become a trend. I have to admit that I take responsibility for that because for many years I promoted them on my body and showed them off. However what people don’t know is how waist beads changed my life for the better. They helped me become more spiritually connected to my mother. After years of being surrounded by negativity, I found a positive outlet that was a part of who my mother was. Her friend from Liberia who still keeps in contact with me explained that my mother would love for me to wear these and she gave me my first pair of waist beads because traditionally they are given to a young girl when she is about to start puberty. When I broke my first waist bead I was sad but I knew that something in me was different. I started to change and my body started to develop well into my puberty stages. Without my mother being here physically, she was there to protect me during this time because it was not easy growing into becoming a young woman. I had no motherly figures in my life during my teenage years. I was surrounded by male negative energy for a while. Although this did effect me deeply, my mothers spirit protected me from a lot. When I started making my own waist beads it was because I got a spiritual message from my mother to make my own. People that did not wish me well were trying to give me waist beads because they saw how much I loved them. They brought me so much joy because I felt more connected to my mother however not all waist beads can be trusted to wear because they may have bad intentions put on them. In my case, I was given waist beads that naturally broke off my body and I believe it was a spiritual message that I didn’t need that. My first waist bead I removed last year because negative things kept happening to me when it came to my love life and I suspected negative intentions were put behind them when they were given to me so I removed it, That waist bead stayed on my body for 10 years, and I had suffered from abuse and entered several abusive relationships with it on. My mother does not want me to experience abuse or mistreatment. I will never forget when I started making my own. I was 16 and was already wearing the ones that were given to me. At that time I didn’t know that I shouldn’t trust those beads. I felt her spirit tell me to make more beads. Next thing you know, I had a variety of beads made with different colors and patterns and I brought them to school to show my friends. I also put a few on myself. I am grateful that over the years this has blossomed into a business however I never want to lose sight of what made me start doing this. It was because I wanted to honor my mother in a positive way because I never had the opportunity to do so after she died. This is the last week of Ramadan and I have been participating in fasting and prayer because my mother was also a Muslim woman. Sometimes I wish I could talk to her about her culture and beliefs but instead I just pray that she will bring me closer to it in another way since she’s not here. I would be lying if I said my mother not being alive does not effect me. I cry about her a lot and I have emotional breakdowns all the time because I miss her or I feel like I need her. But if there’s anything I know it is that my mother loves me and she loves my life and is happy that I am here and I survived that day. When a woman gives birth to a child, she has to risk her own life for the life of her baby. This is a common belief. When my parents died that day, there was news paper article that was written titled “WHERE TWO DIED” “MOM AND DAD DIE IN CAR CRASH 3 CHILDREN OKAY” and they talked about my parents being dead. One thing about the media, they will create a story that will grasp readers attention even if it stretches the truth. In the article they wrote that my mother and father were pronounced dead on the scene and the kids were taken to the hospital however that is not what happen. My father was dead on the scene and my mother was still fighting for her life. It wasn’t until we were already in the helicopter on our way to the hospital when she finally died. To me that resonated something so meaningful. My mother was willing to stay alive as much as she could until she knew her children were safe and taken care of. She died on the way to the hospital before we were admitted. If that’s not the love and protection of a mothers spirit then I don’t know what is. I will always love and miss my mother but I am so grateful to have her as my guardian angel. I want to say Happy Mothers Day to my mother Rahmatoullahy Barry Mahotiere and also Happy Mothers Day to all the beautiful mothers out there in heaven and on earth. You are greatly appreciated!

Love always,

Malon Mahotiere.