happy mother's day....
to the women who love their children from the moment they are born, and for the ones who slowly fall in love with their sweet little ones, like a beautiful slow waltz.
to the women who have given birth, when things went just as planned, and to those whose entire pregnancy went against all odds, sometimes scary and sometimes trying, but working towards the perfect crescendo.
to the women who prayed for a miracle and got it, and for those who are still praying, and still waiting.
to the women who believed that life with children would be one way, and were shocked when it wasn't, and to the women who were somehow realistic with their expectations from the beginning, but were still surprised by the challenges and the beauty.
to the women who have adopted or fostered, to the ones who have the special heart to love a child as their own, and the wisdom to know that when she has the ability to do that, that child truly is her own.
to all the women who have carried to delivery, and to those who only knew their children from within the womb, and to those who have raised children to later say goodbye too early.
to the women whose strength and confidence is inspiring and honest, to the ones who are open about their struggles, their losses, and their lessons.
to the women who have mothered children through their teaching, their fields of service, their volunteering, their medical expertise, their relationships with their nieces their nephews and their family friends.
we are grateful for the sacrifices, the love, the prayers, and the wishes.
and to the women whose time has not yet come, it will. and it will be amazing.
to the women who love their children from the moment they are born, and for the ones who slowly fall in love with their sweet little ones, like a beautiful slow waltz.
to the women who have given birth, when things went just as planned, and to those whose entire pregnancy went against all odds, sometimes scary and sometimes trying, but working towards the perfect crescendo.
to the women who prayed for a miracle and got it, and for those who are still praying, and still waiting.
to the women who believed that life with children would be one way, and were shocked when it wasn't, and to the women who were somehow realistic with their expectations from the beginning, but were still surprised by the challenges and the beauty.
to the women who have adopted or fostered, to the ones who have the special heart to love a child as their own, and the wisdom to know that when she has the ability to do that, that child truly is her own.
to all the women who have carried to delivery, and to those who only knew their children from within the womb, and to those who have raised children to later say goodbye too early.
to the women whose strength and confidence is inspiring and honest, to the ones who are open about their struggles, their losses, and their lessons.
to the women who have mothered children through their teaching, their fields of service, their volunteering, their medical expertise, their relationships with their nieces their nephews and their family friends.
we are grateful for the sacrifices, the love, the prayers, and the wishes.
and to the women whose time has not yet come, it will. and it will be amazing.
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