Dear Moms, I will admit right away that I am not a mother, nor will I be in the foreseeable future. And so along with that I certainly will not pretend that I know what it feels like to have that role. Sure I've grown up with younger siblings to watch out for and had relationships in my life where I have cared so deeply for someone that at times it hurt. I've had to defend those around me and I've been defended by special individuals who probably have no clue what their efforts meant. In short, I feel like I've had small glimpses of what it will be like to be a mom, but I firmly believe that the only way to understand the love, sacrifice and worry that comes along with motherhood is to take on the role yourself. And that is why on this day set aside to celebrate you, and with my own mother five states away, I write this. A letter to you, the unsung heroines of our society. A letter to mothers. To My Own Mother, I wish to say thank you! Thank you for teaching me th
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