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I Got this off the Internet
For those who are lucky to still be blessed with a Mom
this is beautiful. For those who are not, this 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
they 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 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 the 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 …. 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
on earth can separate you. Not time, not space, not even death.
Pass this on to all the mothers, daughters and sons you know.
May you never take your mother for granted.
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