Some wait for years.

All wait for months.

Some deliver.

Some choose.

Some are surrounded.

Some walk alone.

Sacrifices. Without a scoreboard. Prayers without a sound. Wonders in the midst of weary. They make them, say them, and do them.

A load unrivaled. An influence unmatched. An importance without equal.

Love in one direction. Out.

Bringing us as close to the face of God as we’ll ever get.

From you, us. All of us.

Thank you, Moms.