I know someone who loved me even before I was born, even before she knew if I was a boy or a girl, even before she knew what complexion I was;
I know someone who had to be reborn (with all the pain and agony she went through to bring me home to this world) to give me birth;
I know someone who smiled happily when I first cried, knowing that my cry was the sign that I am safe and alive;
I know some shelter that held me safe and healthy for a period of time and the shelter to which I can’t go back to;
I know someone who always defended me at any cost and felt for me whenever I was in trouble and in sorrow;
I know someone who knew how to make the blood a perfect food for me and gave me a lot of it making herself a living sacrifice;
I know someone who was very much concerned as to how I am going to be when I grew bigger, as to how my future would be;
I know some one who had a heart of diamond so hard to protect me as a shield and a heart of wax that would melt for me in my distress;
I know someone who fed me to my full even if it would cost her to starve without a single mouthful of a meal;
I know someone who was cautious that I should not fall anywhere both physically and mentally;
I know someone who always corrected me with good intention that I may grow well;
I know someone who was hard enough to straighten me out whenever I faulted so that others may not speak ill of me;
I know someone who would shed tears if I looked a bit sad and would bleed if I shed tears for any reason;
I know someone who was always ready to lose anything and even herself if that would give me a little happiness;
I know someone who told me a lot of lies to me to make me eat; make me have my pills, to make me do things, to encourage me and I know I needed those lies;
I know someone who would keep awake the whole night without even a single wink of an eye to make me feel better in my sickness and to look after me;
I know someone who would forgo numerous things and time to make me happy all the time;
I know someone who shared her flesh and blood and made me a person with flesh and blood;
I know someone who never envied about my progress in life;
I know someone whose love and affection towards me I can never pay back even if I had seven births in this world;
I know someone who could still love me the same even if I am bad enough to hate her for any reason.
And that is my mother and the mother of you too. This Mother’s Day we all need to reflect the love and sacrifice that each mother has for his child. We need to take care of them and love them, because they are the gods visible.
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY TO ALL THE MOTHERS.
Love. Fr. A. Antony.