Where would we be without good mothers? Personally, I would be not eating my vegetables, burning the house down with candles, and not watching out for the crazies on the road.
I also wouldn’t have someone to enumerate my best characteristics to me when I need to hear it most (and even when I don’t). I wouldn’t have a safe place I can always run to if I need to hide from the world. I wouldn’t know that no matter where I go and no matter what I do, I am thought of and loved.
Thanks, all you moms out there — especially mine!