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Mothers Day.




Well Mother’s Day came and now it’s coming to an end. Mothers Day to me is everyday I get with my children, I’ve lost a child so I know the crushing pain of living without one and I am so thankful for the 2 I still have to remind me everyday how blessed I am to have them.
I could have lived without the cards and gifts just as long as I had their hugs and hear their I love yous. I love them more than the air I breathe!

Birthing a child doesn’t make you a mother, a mother is someone that puts the well-being, happiness, wants and needs of their children every single second before their very own. Even having adult children, my children are my everything and they have always, and always will come before me.. they will always feel safe as long as I’m near and I would take a bullet for them in a second!

If they tell me they have concerns how they feel is more important than me trying to convince them and telling them their feelings don’t matter. And they will NEVER EVER be made to feel unwelcome for unwanted by me or at my house! My house is always open to them and my house will always be their house too, they don’t have to call me before showing up, they will have a key to come in, they are not a visitor who needs to knock before entering they are my children, my world and NO ONE will ever change that!!  I don’t care how old they are!! No one will ever threaten them and be apart of my life and no one will ever come between me and them.. I was their mama first, I was chosen for them, God made them specially for me and trusted me to love and protect them!!

When it’s time for me to depart this world they will be my last Goodbye & I love you!






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Most Mothers are worth honoring. Being a mother
is one of the most important jobs a woman can have. Not 
everyone is given the opportunity to experience one of 
the greatest gifts that is given to a woman and not every
mother cherishes the gift they were given!

However, there are many times when a woman
should not have became a mother and her children 
suffer from birth to death with the damage from
the woman who should love them the most.

There are far to many examples of bad parenting in childhood, 
but in adulthood the victims can break free and move on
with their lives, even though it’s sometimes a struggle
and the child is left with one hefty expense, one that is 
emotional, mental and most times financially burdened.

They face judgment and social isolation because of their
decision, but they know their lives are better and they
need to shatter all the hopes and dreams they once 
had to protect and build themselves from anymore damage and 
their expectations of the picture the world paints.

Let’s change that and not judge those who, for whatever 
reason, choose to not honor their mothers!

You don’t know what they have been through or endured 
to be where they are today. Not everyone has a mother 
who is capable of nurturing, loving, caring or being their 
child’s their best friend. Just because you can’t imagine life

without your children, some mothers choose too live without theirs!

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