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Issues Index | Next => Today is the day of busy signals - the heaviest telephone call volume of the year. Also the biggest day of the year for greeting cards. (I'm struggling with an inscription for one of those right now.) A mother's gifts surround us throughout life, not just one day a year, but it's hardly out of line to dedicate one day to remembering she who had the most influence over what we are today.
The more people have studied different methods of bringing up children the more they have come to the conclusion that what good mothers and fathers instinctively feel like doing for their babies is the best after all. And it came to me, and I knew what I had to have before my soul would rest. I wanted to belong - to belong to my mother. And in return - I wanted my mother to belong to me. What the mother sings to the cradle goes all the way down to the coffin. Men are what their mothers made them. A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them. Mother is the name for God in the lips and hearts of children.
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