Mama was my greatest teacher a teacher of compassion
Mama was my greatest teacher, a teacher of compassion, love and fearlessness. If love is sweet as a flower, then my mother is that sweet flower of love.
To describe my mother would be to write about a hurricane in its perfect power.
A mother understands what a child does not say.
Mothers hold their children’s hands for a short while, but their hearts forever.
A mother’s arms are more comforting than anyone else’s.
The influence of a mother in the lives of her children is beyond calculation.
A mother is clothed with strength and dignity, laughs without fear of the future. When she speaks her words are wise and she gives instructions with kindness.
The art of mothering is to teach the art of living to children.
A mother’s arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
A mother is your first friend, your best friend, your forever friend.
All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.