An Ode To Mothers Everywhere

Hey you, yes you: the bleary-eyed, caffeinated mom over there, with a fussy baby and a toddler screaming like a bear. And you: the mother cloaked in angst, from your angry teen, Whose eye rolls make you constantly plead, “Why are you so mean?” And the grandmother, who is praying and silently holding her breath, Hoping in her adult children, she instilled enough strength and depth.

(Originally published on San Francisco Mom’s Blog May 3, 2016)