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Flashback Friday


Mothers




Marj and her mother, Mona




Herb and his mother, Orpha



Phil and the Twins with their mother, Marj




Mackenzie and Brendan with their mother, Nancy


Norah and her mother, Mackenzie

This is Mother's Day weekend.  If you still have a mother living, call her.  Or better yet, go visit.  If your mother is no longer living, then thank her for who you are.


"The moment a child is born, the mother is also born.  She never existed before.  The woman existed, but he mother, never.  A mother is something absolutely new."  Rajneesh

"A mother's yearning feels the presence of the cherished child even in the degraded man." Henri Frederic Ariel

"A daughter without her mother is a broken woman.  It is a loss that turns to arthritis and settles deep into her bones." Kristin Hannah

"All women become like their mothers.  That's their tragedy.  No man does.  That's his."  Oscar Wilde

"A man loves his sweetheart the most, his wife the best, and his mother the longest."  Irish Proverb

"Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world, a mother's love is not."  James Joyce

"You count the hours you could have spent with your mother.  It's lifetime in itself."  Mitch Albom

"The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness." Honore de Balzac

"A mother is a person who, seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie."  Tenneva Jordan 

"All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel mother."  Abraham Lincoln

"A man never sees all that his mother has been to him until its too late to let her know that he sees it."  W.D. Howells

"Mother is the name for God in the lips and hearts of little children."  William Makepiece Thackery

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