As a child my parents read me a story about a young bird who hatches when his mother is away. A confident young chick, he immediately sets out on his own to find her. He wanders here and there, hither and yon, asking every creature he meets, “Are you my mother?” The cow, kitten, dog and chicken all deny being his mother, the car, boat, and plane are not, and the tractor just scares him with its loud “Snort!” But happily the shovel drops him back in his own nest just in time to find his mother.
I too have a mother, believe it or not. Yes, world, even Sopranos have mothers. And my Mom is pretty awesome. I’d like to dedicate today’s post to her. Thanks, Mom, for always being there for me, for making awesome food, for doing laundry and housework. Thanks for taking care of me when I was sick and always loving me and encouraging me in my dreams. I love you.