Mommy needs 15 minutes to herself and starts to get herself ready for the day. Then you hear the pattering of little feet and a door creaking open…

A mother's love shows her children the way. It holds influence. It shapes cultures and people. It’s powerful.

I looked down at my sweet smiling two-year-old, eyes following a bird in flight above. “But I’m going to miss this,” I answered in a soft quiet voice.

I decided to call my mom, who was coming over to see if she had eggs instead of dragging everyone out in the rain. “Of course, I’ll check,” she said. And that was that.