Growing up, I was expected to get A’s in school. Sometimes I did, and sometimes I did not. Getting a B was very bad. It meant I was goofing off and not working hard enough. C’s were even worse and D’s bordered on disrespect. And F’s – well, you can imagine…
While my grades varied from time to time, one thing did not: Dad got the A’s and Mom got the F’s. As a child, this was a “Natural Law.” No one ever taught it to me – I just knew. Dad got the A’s because it made him very proud and his pride made me proud. Mom got the F’s because she was the king of unconditional love. Moms are rarely ashamed of us, only concerned. Mothers value our existence, more than our accomplishments.
So, for those painful times in life when we just don’t measure up, when our best just isn’t good enough, let’s thank God for Mothers.
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