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From: "Peggy" <>
Subject: Happy Mothers Day
Date: Tue, 3 May 2005 07:27:37 -0400

If you send this to just one person, it should make it all the way
> > >>>> >around the world by Mother's Day.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >This is for the mothers who have sat up all night
> > >>>> >with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up barf
> > >>>> >laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying, "It's
okay
> > >>>>
> > >>>> >honey, Mommy's here."
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >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.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >For all the mothers who run carpools and make
> > >>>> >cookies and sew Halloween costumes. And all the
> > >>>> >mothers who DON'T.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >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.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >This is for the mothers whose priceless art
> > >>>> >collections are hanging on their refrigerator doors.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >And for all the mothers who froze their buns on
> > >>>> >metal bleachers at football 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.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >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.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >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.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >This is for all the mothers who go hungry, so their
> > >>>> >children can eat. For all the mothers who read
> > >>>> >"Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year. And then read it
again.
> > >>>> >"Just one more time ."
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >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.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to
> > >>>> >cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >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.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >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.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >This is for mothers whose children have gone astray, who can't
find
> > >>>>the
> > >>>> >words to reach them.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >This is for all the step-mothers who raised another
> > >>>> >woman's child or children, and gave their time,
> > >>>> >attention, and love... sometimes totally unappreciated!
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >For all the mothers who bite their lips until they
> > >>>> >bleed when their 14 year olds dye their hair green.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >For all the mothers of the victims of recent school
> > >>>> >shootings, and the mothers of those who did the
> > >>>> >shooting.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >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.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >This is for all the mothers who taught their
> > >>>> >children to be peaceful, and now pray they come home safely from a
> > >>>>war.
> > >>>> >What makes a good Mother anyway?
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >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?
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >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?
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >The jolt that 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?
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >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?
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >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?
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >The emotions of motherhood are universal and so our thoughts are
for
> > >>>> >young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep
> > >>>>deprivation..
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >And mature mothers learning to let go.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >Single mothers and married mothers.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >Mothers with money, mothers without. This is for
> > >>>> >you all. For all of us. Hang in there. In the end we
> > >>>> >can only do the best we can. Tell them every day
> > >>>> >that we love them. And pray.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >Please pass along to all the Moms in your life.
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >"Home is what catches you when you fall - and we all fall."
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >
> > >>>> >Please pass this to a wonderful mother you know. (I just did)
> > >>>> >
> > >>

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