Please read this at a slow pace,
digesting every word and in leisure ... do not hurry ....this is a
treasure...!
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.
MY MOTHER
The young mother set her foot on the path of life. 'Is this the longway?' 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.'
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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'.
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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!
Specially contributed by Manisha with a message:
PASS THIS ON TO ALL THE MOTHERS & CHILDREN YOU KNOW. MAY WE NEVER TAKE OUR MOTHERS FOR GRANTED! Pass it on to the men too because they have mothers too...!
