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Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.
With what price we pay for the glory of motherhood.
Motherhood is… difficult and… rewarding.
Children are the anchors of a mother’s life.
My mother is a walking miracle.
Life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face.
Who’s a boy gonna talk to if not his mother?
The love of a mother is the veil of a softer light between the heart and the heavenly Father.
I was always at peace because of the way my mom treated me.
My mom is definitely my rock.