How do we tell our mothers that we love them? They give us life, are the first person me meet, provide us nourishment, are our protection, set the example, teach us how to live, nurture, feel and be free. They take us to and from, wash out our bumps and bruises, provide a helping hand, a shoulder to lean on and then step back as hard as that is when it is required for us to grow to our best potential. Mothers are our, gamies, mama’s, our mom’s, our lovers, our sisters, our aunt’s, our children, dearest friends who look out for us, cheer for us, pick us up when we are down and comfort us when we are cold or alone. In so many ways mothers and teachers are artists of our world and as children and students we are their medium. Thank you Mom for the gift of my life, the joy that has provided me and the grace you taught me for when times are tough. I love you.

“I’m afraid I can’t explain myself, sir. Because I am not myself, you see?” ― Lewis Carroll, Alice in Wonderland