The most beautiful word in our language is “Mother.”

Her tender hands wrought for us even before we entered the world.

She was there when we took our first steps.

She pushed and prodded, encouraged and guided.

A mother’s love means a life’s devotion, a life’s sacrifice, with long hours, little rest, and no combat pay.

A mother is the only person on earth who can divide her love among twelve children and each child still have all her love.

She is the gardener planting seeds of faith, truth, and love. A mother bears much of the responsibility for her children. Her hope is that they grow up healthy and strong, with integrity and good character and stand out as light in a world of darkness.

How their mother loved them will determine how they love others.

Happy is a mother’s heart when her wishes are answered and her children are happy to know they contributed to her noble purpose. And to her insanity. But like a true mom, she is enjoying every minute of it.

Motherhood is the proudest and noblest of all professions. It doesn’t take the recognition of magna cum laude, but holds higher distinction than any collegiate degree possible.

Mothers hold their children’s hands for just a little while but their hearts forever. Where your treasure is, there also will your heart be.

“I love you mom.”

For where you are is what matters most,

because to us that will always be home.

Happy Mother’s Day, Moms!