I'm not choosing my mum simply because everybody or rather most people chose it. But I'll be lying if I chose someone else.

My mum has always been my number one.

Sixteen years ago, I went missing. I was on my way back from school. I decided to try another route. I thought it was shorter.
I remembered crying for help, nobody could help me locate a familiar route. I was still trying to release the remaining few tears left in my eyes when a man came to me claiming he saw a woman crying with my pictures on her hands.
My mum had been in almost every part of the town looking for me.
I was only missing for just 2 hours.

The woman I admire most?
It's definitely Mrs Bose Afolabi ( My mum).