Mother love is fierce and protective and it just washes over
you when you are presented with that tiny infant for the
first time. Yesterday, I thought of what my son looked like
as an infant as well as my daughter. My daughter was my first child and somewhat remarkable because she was such
a pretty baby. She was born with brown eyes and had rosy
and flawless skin. Bobby looked like a little pirate, all
bound up in his receiving blanket.

Yesterday, my son took me out to lunch at his new, favorite
Mexican place. Ted was too ill to go and it was very
disappointing but Ellie and the children were there. It
was a treat to see all the Mom's being remembered. This is
one of the payoffs to a job well done. We do the best that
we can with our children as a rule. I know there are exceptions to that rule and I am sorry.

Unconditional love is hard to dish out but it is what
Mother's do.