I would like to wish all the Mothers of the world (and Daddy’s too if you have taken on the role of Mom, in those special relationships)…

My mother, is 71 years old and lives alone with her cat, Molly in Argyle, NY (upstate), a beautiful soul compacted into a short stature with a strength of years of having to deal with me, loss of a husband and loved ones, and that ugly word called cancer.  I wasn’t the ideal child, but I turned out ok.  Since the passing of my father, we have become closer as Mother/Daughter.   She is quick to do for others and people respect her for that.  But do not ever cross her wrong as she will put you in your place.  Mom’s are like that.  They know more than they show, and you think they don’t pay attention to you, but you are mistaken…like mine knew for many years that I was gay, but I was afraid to tell her face to face, so I wrote her a long letter and she replied back that she knew and accepted me…it didn’t change anything, she didn’t disown me as many fear…I feared.  She doesn’t treat me any differently, which is great and that is how it should be…come out, and be loved regardless.  Unfortunately other mothers aren’t so kind and will toss their flesh and blood out like trash and denounce their relationships.  But my mom isn’t like that, she is respectful and understanding and full of love unconditional.  I love her for that, and love her for more…more than words can express.