We all have a mother and, for the greater part, owe our upbringing to become the sensible (!) people we are. They made sure we didn’t waver from our path ahead: holding our hands when it was rocky, listening when it looked daunting, and an encouraging nudge when it seemed foggy. Most importantly they are the first love of our lives, unconditionally!
“Ma! I’m getting a tattoo!”
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