Hmm. I wonder what finally drove the instigation of Mother's Day? I'm sure if I spent a few minutes googling it I could find out the journalistic answer. But truly, honestly what was it that drove that Mother to declare that "today was her day"?? Was it the running into the street, the tossing of food on the floor, the coloring on walls, the picking of every flower in the garden, the raspberries, the running naked through the house and outside, the screeching, the sticky hugs, the "mommy, mommy, mommy" chanting, the slobery kisses? Which one finally pushed to her to decide? I thank her today. For while motherhood is a tricky tough and crazy winding road, it is blessed with those sticky hugs and wet kisses and the knowledge that maybe you can make a difference in the world. One little handprint at a time.
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