What is it that is so amazing about mothers, really? Just having her here, knowing she's present is such solace to me. She knows what I like and dislike. We laugh at the same things. She helps me see the humor in my sons' crazy antics. She still knows what's best for me and orders me to take a nap and slow down. She just gets me in a way that others do not. And why? Because she birthed me, raised me, scolded me, loved me... through the many years, days, minutes, and seconds. She's my mother. And thank goodness for her!
Oh mothers. Thank the Good Lord for mothers.
Here's to hoping that someday I might offer my children the same warmth, support, encouragement, and love that my mother offers me.
Thank you, Mom. So glad you're here.