Mothers will always be mothers.
Remembering how proud they were when you learned to crawl.
Surprised to see you running.
Always looking at you like you were still a fresh infant.
Head tilted, half-smiling, eyes full of almost-tears. Calling you “Baby” and “Sugar” in front of people… you know… and don’t know.
Mothers will always be mothers they will.
And they will sacrifice so much.
But you will never know it, if they are the good kind.
And you will never understand it until you become one.
Mechelle Ritchie Foster
Dedicated to my mother. She raised two girls on her own, always putting us first.
She is the good kind.