Hair gray, glistening with wisdom. Wrinkles carved by life’s ordeals. Eyes blinded by decades of vigilance. Ears failing from listening to our distress. Hands shaking, frail from lifting spirits. Legs aching for always leading the way. Throat sore from hours of discourse. Back curved, encumbered by our worries. Heart swollen with unconditional love
Wrote this last mother's day. Wanted to share this again with all wonderful mothers out there. You are all awesome and inspiring.