Mother's womb...

Mothers are fonder than fathers of their children because they are more certain they are their own.
-Aristotle

A stomp in the ground, followed by 'MOM!!!' Can be heard on an ice cream booth where a small child protests against his mom's desicion.
We have been there so many times. Many more than we can remember. Yet, the memory of walking with that being who would hold us by the hand with love, even after she spanked us silly, or gave us 'the look' that terrified us(but would teach us discipline).

Funny, isn't it, that even if we get angry at her, or blame her for so many things, we can still feel calm when we reach that place where she is, or once was.
Hey, they are far from perfect. Like the best sculpt statue on the largest cathedral, however, they are perfect for us.

Even the most rebellious of children adopt traits of their own angels. And angels they are, I dare say, for how else can you describe a being who nurtures you, holds you close, and is so willing to endure pain, suffering, and even death for us.

After reaching adulthood we still avoid smoking, drinking, using foul language or God knows what because 'my mom is there'.
You may divorce your wife, husband, lover, but you can never divorce your mom. She will welcome you even after an absence of many years, because you are part of her.

You may be far away from her...
...physically,
...emotionally...
Love her, and show her, for one day she will not be here, and you will wish you did.


Lesson learned: If you want to rule the World, love the mothers, the rest will be history.