[indigo]

I will be posting this in the women's forum too.

Subject: Moms


>Mother's day is coming up and I received this from a friend. Regardless
>of your religious beliefs, I believe this is a good reminder to all of
>what our mothers have done for us. It so easy to take them for granted.
>The same can be said for both parents. Remember your mom on mother's
>day.................May 14th
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> >MOTHER
> >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 cloud S which darkened the earth, clouds
> >of war and hate and evil, and the children groped and stumbled, and the
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> >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!