Thoughtful Notes:

What is a Mother?

Somewhere between the nausea of pregnancy and the cry of the newborn in the delivery room emerges that enigma of efficiency called a 'Mother."   Mothers come in all ages, sizes, shapes, temperaments, and degrees of ability; but every one looks youngest, prettiest, and happiest when holding a baby.  A mother is someone who always fixes her plate last to be sure that everyone else has enough.  She is someone who wanders in the night, a fleeting spirit who covers children, feels foreheads just in case of fever, and checks doors that are already locked.  No one will ever love you as much as your mother does, and you'll never be quite as important to anyone else in the world as you are to her every hour of every day.  Mothers tolerate teenagers when no one else will, think dandelions are beautiful because you picked them, and instead of Picasso prints, decorate their hones with crayon drawings.  Some wise man once said that God could not be everywhere and so made Mothers...I think he was right.  For just when you are lonely and forsaken by your friends, frightened and surrounded by your foes, hungry and tired with the darkness closing in, you'll hear those most wonderful of words..."dinner's ready."  Then you know, God's in heaven, Mom's there for you and all is right with the world.

Happy Mother's Day