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    For those lucky to still be blessed with your Mom,
    this is beautiful. For those of us who aren't, this is
    even more beautiful. For those who are moms, you'll love this.
    The young mother set her foot on the path of life. "Is
    this the long way?" she asked.. And the guide said: "Yes, and the way is hard.
    And you will be old before you reach the end of it. But
    the end will be better than the beginning."
    But the young mother was happy, and she would not
    believe that anything could be better than these years. So she
    played with her children, and gathered flowers for
    them along the way, and bathed them in the clear streams; and
    the sun shone on them, and the young Mother cried,
    "Nothing will ever be lovelier than this."
    Then the night came, and the storm, and the path was
    dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother
    drew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children said,
    "Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come."
    And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and
    the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary.
    But at all times she said to the children," A little patience and we are there."
    So the children climbed, and when they reached the top
    they said, "Mother, we would not have done it without you."
    And the mother, when she lay down at night looked up
    at the stars and said, "This is a better day than the last, for my
    children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness. Yesterday I gave them courage.
    Today, I 've given them strength."
    And the next day came strange clouds which darkened
    the earth, clouds of war and hate and evil, and the children groped
    and stumbled, and the mother said: "Look up. Lift your eyes to the light.
    " And the children looked and saw above the clouds
    an everlasting glory, and it guided them beyond the
    darkness. And that night the Mother said,
    "This is the best day of all, for
    I have shown my children God."
    And the days went on, and the weeks and the months and
    the years, and the mother grew old and she was little and bent.
    But her children were tall and strong, and walked with
    courage. And when the way was rough, they lifted her,
    for she was as light as a feather; and at last they came to a hill,
    and beyond they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide. And
    mother said, "I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end
    is better than the beginning, for my children can
    walk alone, and their children after them."
    And the children said, "You will always walk with us,
    Mother, even when you have gone through the gates."
    And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates
    closed after her. And they said: "We cannot see her
    but she is with us still. A Mother like ours is more than a memory. She
    is a living presence......"
    Your Mother is always with you.... She's the whisper
    of the leaves as you walk down the street; she's the smell of bleach
    in your freshly laundered socks; she's the cool hand
    on your brow when you're not well. Your Mother lives
    inside your laughter And she's crystallized in every tear drop.
    She's the place you came from, your first home; and
    she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love
    and your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can
    separate you.
    Not time, not space... not even death!



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