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I'm bombarded by all the commercials asking what I'm doing for Mother's Day or what I should do. I was just going to sit on the couch cry. This is the first Mother's Day in my life without my mom. She was a poet. I was asked if I would write something for Mother's Day & that became how I would process my grief. The fonts may not show the title written down the side acrostically but trust me, that's how I roll:

Happy Mothers’ Days

H ow many species on Earth are indebted to a precious mother
for their birth? I must be so bold as to suggest.., most. I toast
A ll women for being the chosen gender to render unto the
rest of us the precious Gift of Life. Self-sacrificing mothers,
P utting the needs of their families first, literally caring for
us from womb to tomb & back again to the Universal Womb.
P lease make room on Mothers’ Days, in your heart to acknow-
ledge her hard work & multi-tasking. I’m asking just how much
Y ou’d pay an outsider to perform the myriad of chores mothers
do each & everyday? When hope seems to be gone, determined
M others find ways to get things done. That’s Mother Nature in
our mothers’ nature, faith in her Creator & her ability to restore
O rder out of chaos & disarray. Honor her on this & every day!
Before you decide to criticize her, choose to walk in her shoes.
T he majority of our mommies kissed our ouwies & boo-boos.
Somehow they knew, “things will get better.” They did & we do.
H ave you seen a mom’s face drained of hope, suddenly project
a “state of grace” to fortify a child’s faith? They have to, to cope
E ven though things seem to sink as low as they can go. God bless
the Goddesses for doing the best they can with what they have &
R emember them for never giving up on their young. Mom shows
up for her kids when she may have given up on herself long ago.
S he does this, we know, for she expresses the greatest gift in & of
the Universe. That being of Love. Lord, help her love herself, first!
D evoted to the point of being depleted, what she needs are more
than gestures to articulate how much we need, care for, appreciate
A nd cherish “Moms”. Many males in the Natural world merely sire
their young & are gone. Mothers bear them & prepare them for the
Y ears to come. Their time has already come to be honored any day
of the year. Dear mommies around this & many other worlds, just as
S o with potential moms in little girls, I propose an idea that’s kinda’
wild. May we honor ALL females whether or not they have yet or

could ever bear a child.

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