NT Happy Mothers Day

[mcb39]

To all of you, wonderful mothers...I don't pass things on much,however

most

of this is so true, and I have enjoyed/loved every minute of it (and I'm

sure I'll enjoy those things I haven't yet had the chance to

experience). What a blessing our children are...AND...WE ROCK!!

This is for the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in

their arms, wiping up puke laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry

Kool-Aid saying, 'It's okay honey, Mommy's here'. *

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Who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end soothing crying babies

who

can't be comforted. This is for all the mothers who show up at work with

spit-up in their hair and milk stains on their blouses and diapers in

their

purse. *

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For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween

costumes. And all the mothers who DON'T. ** *

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This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see. And

the

mothers who took those babies and gave them homes. *

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This is for the mothers whose priceless art collections are hanging on

their

refrigerator doors. ** *

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And for all the mothers who froze their buns on metal bleachers at

football

, hockey or soccer games instead of watching from the warmth of their

cars,

so that when their kids asked, 'Did you see me, Mom?' they could say,

'Of

course, I wouldn't have missed it for the world,' and mean it. *

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This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the grocery store

and

swat them in despair when they stomp their feet and scream for ice cream

before dinner. And for all the mothers who count to ten instead, but

realize

how child abuse happens. *

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This is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and

explained

all about making babies. And for all the (grand) mothers who wanted to,

but

just couldn't find the words. *

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This is for all the mothers who go hungry, so their children can eat. *

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For all the mothers who read 'Goodnight, Moon' twice a night for a year.

And

then read it again. 'Just one more time.' *

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This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their

shoelaces

before they started school. And for all the mothers who opted for Velcro

instead. *

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This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to cook and their

daughters

to sink a jump shot. *

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This is for every mother whose head turns automatically when a little

voice

calls 'Mom?' in a crowd, even though they know their own offspring are

at

home -- or even away at college. *

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This is for all the mothers who sent their kids to school with stomach

aches, assuring them they'd be just FINE once they got there, only to

get

calls from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick

them

up. Right away. ** *

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This is for mothers whose children have gone astray, who can't find the

words to reach them. ** *

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For all the mothers who bite their lips until they bleed when their 14

year

olds dye their hair green. *

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For all the mothers of the victims of recent school shootings, and the

mothers of those who did the shooting. *

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For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of

their

TVs in horror, hugging their child who just came home from school,

safely. *

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This is for all the mothers who taught their children to be peaceful,

and

now pray they come home safely from a war. *

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What makes a good Mother anyway? *

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Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips? The ability to nurse a baby,

cook

dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time? *

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Or is it in her heart? Is it the ache you feel when you watch your son

or

daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very

first time? *

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The jolt that t takes you from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at 2

A.M. to

put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby? *

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The panic, years later, that comes again at 2 A.M. when you just want to

hear their key in the door and know they are safe again in your home? *

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Or the need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you

hear

news of a fire, a car accident, a child dying? *

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The emotions of motherhood are universal and so our thoughts are for

young

mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation... *

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And mature mothers learning to let go. ** *

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For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers. *

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Single mothers and married mothers. *

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Mothers with money, mothers without. *

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This is for you all. For all of us. *

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Hang in there. In the end we can only do the best we can. Tell them

every

day that we love them. And pray. ** *

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Please pass along to all the Moms in your life. ** *

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'Home is what catches you when you fall - and we all fall.' ** *

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Please pass this to a wonderful mother you know. *

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[TAXBILLY]

Happy Mothers Day to all. This is the first year since my mom passed away last May 17th.

taxbilly

[Catherine]

Happy Mothers Day to all. This is the first year since my mom passed away last May 17th.

taxbilly

My deepest sympathies, taxbilly.

And thanks to Marilyn for her post.

[mcb39]

Happy Mothers Day to all. This is the first year since my mom passed away last May 17th.

taxbilly

Oh, Taxbilly, my sincere sympathy. That is my youngest son's birthday. Also, I have a dear friend and client who received a call last year "on Mother's Day" with the news that her son had passed away that morning. This will be a difficult Mothers Day for many.