And I want to talk about them because I do not know what would be of this world without the words of a mother, without her perseverance, without her affection, without her patience and dedication, without her memory and without her capacity for organization.

Mom, that is, the one who always thinks of you:

The day a woman becomes a mother, from that day it will be forever. It will not matter if your children are 30 or 40 years old and have lived with their partners for years, it will not matter if they have grandchildren. She will continue being a mother and will continue to worry like the first day, even when they see that her children are fully autonomous. You will see just by looking at yourself that you have a bad day, that you are tired or that you are especially radiant that day, and they will let you know, because if it comes first, you will have some words of support or a "sit down and eat something", of those that They remind you so much of past times, when he was in charge of feeding you.

Do the same as when you were little, take care of yourself, watch over you, worry about offering the best of yourself and you will do it even when you say "noooo, I'm nice, mom, let it go", they will do it because they It does not matter if we are not able to understand our concerns, or rather, they do not care that we are not able to understand each other or that they can not do anything to help us, they will not solve our problems, but they can offer their shoulder, and they do it

Mothers and their infinite patience:

What do not I say, do not lose it from time to time, because who does not remember their mothers saying "no breast," or saying that she was so tired of everything, that she was going to the moon, or how happy would be feeding the poor children, who surely would not have any complaint, or when, without knowing what to do, they accepted the defeat and made the mistake of removing authority: "when your father comes ...". However mothers have that left hand that many parents lack or that many of us find difficult to use on many occasions (yes, true, every time there are more parents who leave behind the label of brutes and who have as much patience as any mother) .

I imagine that it is a question of genetics, or perhaps it is learned, but mothers and children create a special bond that is difficult to break. That's why when a child is in a situation of maximum urgency he calls his mother, even if dad is there next to him. That is why some grandparents, in their last days, in painful suffering and with their heads beyond that, come to call "mama", so that they can give them one last hand.

That's Mama, a woman who after spending her youth worrying about the shine and the smoothness of her hair, having perfectly depilated legs and a silky skin suddenly sees herself with an image of herself that she would never imagine, haggard, tired , pale for hardly seeing the sunlight, with a hair that could participate in the work of "The Lion King" and legs full of hair. And it's not that she suddenly stops loving herself, she is that as a mother she learns to relativize and give importance to what really is and to leave for later what she can expect.

Today I bless all the mothers of the world to my own, grateful to God immensely for their life and dedication. for his teachings.

I LOVE YOU MOM

In Praise of the Virtuous Woman:
Virtuous woman, who will find it?
Because his estimate far exceeds that of precious stones. Proverbs 31:10