Your mother is always with you. She's the whisper of the breeze as you walk down the street, she's the smell of certain foods you remember, flowers you pick and perfume that she wore. She's the cool hand on your brow when you aren't feeling well, she's your breath in the air on a cold winter's day. She's the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep, the colors of the rainbow, she is Christmas morning. Your mother lives inside your laughter, and she is crystallized in every tear drop. A mother knows every emotion - happiness, sadness, fear, jealousy, love, hate, anger, helplessness, excitement, joy, sorrow. And all the while hoping and praying you will only know the good feelings in life. She's the place you came from, your first home, and she is the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love, your first friend even your first enemy, but nothing on earth can separate you. Not time, not space...not even death!
May we never take our mothers for granted.
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