MIND OF A MOTHER

A little girl asks her mother, how did you live for so long without me?

I lived in anticipation of a bright tomorrow, says the mother.

Ma, I know I am not the best, why then you say, I am the best.

Says the mother, I am not an exception my dear.

For all mothers, her child is the best.

Mother’s love is natural; emotions come naturally to her.

There is bias in mother’s love.

Mother’s can’t be too critical.

Mother’s love is like the love a whole has for its parts.

A mother is born the day her child is born.