To the keepers of the band-aids with trains in purse pockets. To the bedtime story-tellers, shirt menders, coat checks. To the dawn-patrol chefs and the bad-day fixers and the peacemakers in the play room. To the hand-holders and the owwie kissers and the stained-dress wearers and those who wake first and sleep last. To the toy car fixers and the hosts of tea-parties and nights of stargazing in the yard. To the wait-up-all-nighters and try-not-to-worriers and the nurturers of passions all - to the time tellers, memory collectors, masters of tucking in bed-sheets.
To the music-makers with bottle shakers and the fight-for-what-is-righters and those who watch for fingers before they close car doors. For the lunch packers and the show-and-tell reminders and the tear-wipers who open their beds to tiny folks with monsters in their dreams.
To the book-readers and the homework helpers and the lovers of freckles behind knees. To the back-scratchers, rule-makers-sometimes-breakers and those whose laps have no vacancies...
Whether you have children, take care of children, plan to someday have children of your own: Happy Mother's day. Thank you for teaching and loving and guiding and caring and working and sharing and supporting.
Thank you (as my mother always says) for holding the umbrellas over the heads of our future. You win.