“The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness.” — Honore’ de Balzac
Two experiences of mother. Life was never so formal for me. It was always mom. Mom, my first teacher. Mom, the woman who taught me to pray. Mom the woman who loved me from the moment of my conception until the day she died. Mom, who prays for me from her heavenly space. Thank you mom – your gift always remembered. Your gift, I am always grateful. Your gift, life itself.
My second experience gives witness to another mom, my wife Babe. Never complaining. Always loving. Holding each daughter as if she were the only one. A gentle love. A gentle toughness. Arms open wide to wherever the girls’ journey took them. I learned kindness, gentleness, compassion, and forgiveness by witnessing this mom in action. Grateful Babe – Always grateful. Your gift, life itself.