What gift is greater than having a child,
I know of none.
I can not imagine
more of a joy
than having a daughter or a son,
to hold my child in my hands,
a wonder to behold,
and knowing that I at that moment,
that I am your Mother
until forever as you grow old.
Alas, that dream of mine never did come true,
But I came to understand it the older that I grew.
I don't feel that I have missed out,
or that life was unfair,
You see I am not a mother,
but I still had love to share,
I have held my sisters babies,
looked lovingly in their eyes,
I have loved them all,
not one more beautiful than another,
I have treated them the same.
I have laughed and cried,
And scolded, and sometimes would shake my head,
like all those many times that they would not go to bed,
With all of them I have sat beside their beds,
and listened to their prayers as they bowed their little heads.
And somehow they always remembered to say
and God Bless Auntie Cindy.
You see I have not given birth,
but I could not love them any more,
than if they were my own.!
I so admire all of you mothers for what you do everyday.
I have been very lucky because I could always send them home,
So when I read your stories, and hear your love and your frustration at times
It is with deep admiration and respect that I have for you.
I hope you all have a Wonderful Mothers Day!