Mama Earth, Mama Toronto, Mama Poet, and My Sisters.
For every mother who birthed us, raised us, taught us, punished us, protected us, educated us, and loved us like no one else could . . . we love you.
To the beautiful people in our lives who may not have been afforded the luxury of having their biological mother around, may the rest of us spread the abundance of love we have their way.
There’s nothing we can do to give a mother a day off. Once she’s assumed that role, it’s a lifelong position that fills her entire being with perpetual concern for those she created. There’s no off switch, which for the rest of us is a blessing.