There were know instructions on how to be a mom, mother or even Grandmother. But you where just the best fit for the job.
A diamond in the rough, a way maker, the glue that stick the whole body of the family together. The person of heart, carriage, and strength, a leader the engine that could! ! ! ! did, and performed her task very well to the best of her ability. Woman of many hats thee starlet, thee icon in her own right, the matriot, a strong tree planted by the river that can wither storms! ! ! by faith. I we salute you mother, woman, grandmother my mother.
Happy Mothers day
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