Laughter, Memories, and Mother's Day

The clocks were striking midnight and the rooms were very still as a figure glided quietly from bed to bed, smoothing a coverlid here, settling a pillow there, and pausing to look long and tenderly at each unconscious face, to kiss each with lips that mutely blessed, and to pray the fervent prayers which only mothers utter.
Louisa May Alcott, Little Women

But behind all your stories is always your mother's story, because hers is where yours begins.
Mitch Albom, For One More Day

God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.
Rudyard Kipling

Oh Mother, Christina Aguilera

You'll Be In My Heart, Phil Collins

Sweetest Devotion, Adele

Julia, The Beatles

Happy Mother's Day on Sunday

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