You may feel like an outsider here, yet you are the one at whom children smile, with a knowing glance. You’re part of their world.
Today I bow with deep heart-spilling-over thanks to my sisters who mother me. The women, who -- like me -- have no mamas to turn to. The women who hold me up when I need to be held, who listen completely when I need to be witnessed... the women who know how to nurture this motherless mother, ...