Mother's Day

I was about 11 years old then and a kid in the playground had taunted me about my crooked teeth and my dress. I went to my mother with my distress. She said to me that when someone talked like that it meant that they were poor in their thinking and values. Poverty is not only lack of money but can manifest in many other ways.I must feel compassion for such people and not anger. This was a life lesson which I have never forgotten. 
Thank you Ma, for being who you were for that has made me who I am today.

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I've been reading many posts on Mother's Day glorifying a mother's unselfishness, sacrifice etc.I beg to differ. Most women become mothers because they want to become mothers. At least, I did. I wanted it because I wanted to learn how to love, how to really feel with intensity. And the two beings who came into my life taught me just that.With them, through the years, I discovered new dimensions of my own being, found more richness and depth.I did it all for myself really, because I wanted to. I learnt attachment with them and I learnt letting go. Two major life lessons. And now I learn, one does not necessarily have to go through the biological birthing process to be a mother.Its that part of a human which nurtures, holds, loves, lets go. We all have a mother in us.