Of all the names held sacred in our hearts, none equal the sweet and sublime name of Mother. How precious are the recollections of a mother’s patient training. How many have nobly ascribed all recognized success to the devotion and guidance of mother. Through helpless infancy, adolescence and at times, adulthood, her heart was and is our support and protection.
To a large extent we are mother-made, as she instilled a way of life in our hearts. As we reflect on our lives, we are apt to find that we mirror our mother. Someone once told me I was a self-made woman. Startled by the comment, I paused momentarily and responded,” No, I’m not a self-made woman. I think my mother had much to do with it.”
Even though it may not have been said as often as it could have, may all mothers know the joy you bring and have brought to your children’s hearts.
With love and appreciation to my mother, JoAnn, I honor you today and always.
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