Mother's Day

I wanted to write a lovely, heartfelt post about the joy of motherhood.  Or the love I have for my own mother.  But...I've spent the day being pampered until my brain is mush.  So...I'm going to make due with a poem I discovered by an unknown author.

Before The Child Is Born

A mother's love begins

Before the child is born

And lasts through time

And difficulties

And differences

And many wounds

And days of joy

And days of sorrow

Winding, wearing

Weeping, sharing

Changing

Until, at the end

What remains

Is that solid core

That began as love

Before the child was born.