When I was a child I assumed that all children received the kind of love and attention my mother gave my brother and me.
My mother and I were very close. She was an affectionate and loving mother, and I adored her.
I lost her 8 years ago to ovarian cancer, and the longer she is gone the more I realize the enormous influence she had on my life.
When we first arrived from Cuba, we were poor Cuban refugees struggling to make a new life for ourselves. My mother’s love held us together.
She taught us that in life we have to make our own happiness, and that when your home is filled with love, and your family is all right nothing else matters.
As a teenager I use to sit on the kitchen counter while my mother cooked dinner. We would have long conversations about everything. She taught me how to listen to others, and her relationship with me helped me create the kind of relationship I have with my children.
She taught me that the most fulfilling job a woman can have in life is to be a good mother.
Mother’s are life’s teachers. With every word they speak and every action they take they are sharing truths with their children.
Motherhood is an investment into which you deposit for years before your children realize how rich and wonderful their childhood was.
I thank God everyday for the wonderful mother he blessed me with.