It was a cold winter morning in 2018. My grandmother, Nneoma, had just lost her job due to company cutbacks. With three young children to feed, she was desperate.
One day, she decided to sell her most prized possession, a gold necklace passed down from her mother, to buy food for the family. As she walked back home, tears streaming down her face, my mother, then just a child, asked her why she was crying.
Nneoma smiled and said, "I'm crying because I'm happy. I'm happy that I can provide for my family, no matter what it takes." From that day on, my grandmother's selfless act was etched in our family's history as a testament to the power of a mother's love.