Yesterday, I thought of my mom when someone said Happy Birthday. This woman carried me for nine months thus changing her body forever. She spent hours in immense pain during my birth. She spent her youth raising me to be the person I am today (And if you know me- you can imagine that was not the easiest of task). Giving me the best of her life. My birthday is my mom's "birth" day. I thank God everyday for my mom.
"A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts. " Washington Irving
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