I was blessed to have two mothers, the woman who birthed me and gave me away to the woman who raised me. Her name was May and she died on the 1st of May and I celebrate both women.
They are to be admired as they remained friends until my birth mother died in her forties and she left May in charge of 3 other daughters. It hasn't been until lately that I've come to honor both and have deep respect for the friendship and trust they had for one another.
Many women have mothered me along the way and some still do for which I am most grateful. I hold close all and especially those who walk with me today without whose help I could not be here in the same way.
Praise Be To God for Mothers and as women may we uplift one another in our strengths and in our weaknesses.
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Written by Diane Kirkup 05.07.2024
