She

She's the glue of your family. The woman you call when you are hurting. She listens and sometimes answers a question with another question. She can break your heart with the lifting of an eyebrow. She's also the one to dry your tears with her thumb as you stand face to face.

How does she manage to pull it all together when a few minutes ago it was falling apart? She may have made mistakes, too. Or, she watched as mistakes were made by others and learned by them. She looks you in the eye and vows to protect your heart. You believe. She can pull off a gathering of friends with barely a sweat. She uses all the good stuff on her family and friends. You know how to pray and thank because of her guidance. Manners matter. Her heart is gold and her life is simple. Her only dream is to see you smile and be happy. 

Hug her, call her, visit her, be there for her, praise her and love her. Life comes from her. You are you because of her.

Cathy Windham