No Archies card ever wrote a line about the chocolate she loved but didn’t eat because you wanted it, no songs were sung for all those lonely nights you told her “I’ll call” and happily forgot, no words were said in praise of the times she found your changing priorities and altered her own, no laurels, no awards, no special dinners for the things unsaid, the tears held back, the thoughts restrained so that you could be happy and successful in whatever you did....
Yet, you are you because she was her. To all of us, the mother and the child in us,
Happy Mothers’ Day!
My Little Magazine