Why I Love My Mother

strong woman

This morning, I was awakened by my mother’s vibrantly-moving hands followed by felicitously-uttered sweet words:

“It’s five o’clock.  Go get coffee and study.”

Any woman who wants to be my wife has to do things like that.  That’s what it means to be behind someone.  Enough said.



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