For you who are still be blessed with your Mom in your life this
is beautiful. For you who aren't, I think it is even more beautiful.
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 how 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
would 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 and golden gates flung wide. And mother
said: "I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know
the end is better than the beginning, for my children can walk
with dignity and pride, with their heads 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's the whisper of the leaves
as you walk down the street, she's the smell of certain foods
you remember, flowers you pick and perfume that she wore,
she's the cool hand on your brow when you're not feeling well,
she's 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's crystallized in
every tear drop. A mother shows every emotion: happiness, sadness,
fear, jealousy, love, hate, anger, helplessness, excitement, joy,
sorrow, patience.... and all the while, hoping and praying you will
only know the good feelings in life. She's the place you came from,
your first home, and she's the map you follow with every step you
take. She's your first love, your first friend, even your first
enemy, but nothing or no one on earth can ever separate you.
Not time, not space..........not even death!
-- Author Unknown
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