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For those who are lucky to still be blessed with your Mom, this is
beautiful.
For those who aren't, this is even more beautiful.
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The young mother set her foot on the path of life.
Is this the long way?" she asked.
And the guide said, "Yes, and the way is hard.
And you will be old before you reach the end of it
But the end will be better than the beginning."
But the young mother was happy, and she would not believe that anything
could be better than these years.
So she played with her children, she fed them, And bathed them, and
taught them to tie their shoes and ride a bike and reminded them to feed
the dog and do their homework and brush their teeth. The sun shone on
them, and the young mother cried, "Nothing will ever be lovelier than
this.
"Then the nights came, and the storms, and the path was sometimes dark,
and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother drew them
close and covered them with her arms, and the children said, "Mother,
we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come."
And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and the children
climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary.
But at all times she said to the children, "A little patience and we are
there.
"So the children climbed, and as they climbed, they learned to weather
the storms. And with this, she gave them strength to face the world.
Year after year, she showed them compassion, understanding, hope, but most
of all...............unconditional love.
And when they reached the top they said, "Mother, we could not have done
it without you."
The days went on, and the weeks and the months and the years, and the
mother grew old and she became little and bent. But her children were
tall and strong, and walked with courage. And the mother, when she
lay down at night, looked up at the stars and said, "This is a better
day than the last, for my children have learned so much and are now
passing these traits on to their children."
And when the way became rough for her, they lifted her and gave her
their strength, just as she had given them hers.
One day they came to a hill, and beyond the hill, they could see a
shining road nd golden gates flung open.
And the mother said,"I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know
that the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk with
dignity and pride, with their head held high, and so can their children
after them. "And the children said, "You will
always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates.
And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates
closed after her. And they said, "We cannot see her, but she is with us
still.
A Mother like ours is more than a memory. She is a living presence. Your
Mother is always with you. She is the whisper of the leaves as you walk
down the street. She is the smell of certain foods that you remember,
flowers you pick and perfume that she wore. She is the cool hand on your
brow when you're not feeling well. She is your breath in the air on a
cold winter's day. She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep,
the colors of a rainbow, she is Christmas morning.
Your Mother lives inside your laughter, and she is crystallized in every
tear drop. A Mother shows every emotion, happiness, sadness, fear,
jealousy, love, hate, anger, helplessness, excitement, joy, sorrow and all
the while, hoping and praying you will only know the good feelings in
life.
She is the place you came from, your first home, she is the map that you
follow with every step you take. She is your first love, your first
friend, even your first enemy, but nothing on earth can separate you.Not
time, not space, not even death.
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