#mothers

A mother’s love: the sacred relationship of affording a nanny so as to be tolerated as a granny. ↗

— Bauvard

#love #mothers #retirement #funny

A daughter is a mother's gender partner, her closest ally in the family confederacy, an extension of her self. And mothers are their daughters' role model, their biological and emotional road map, the arbiter of all their relationships. ↗

— Victoria Secunda

#family

If it weren’t for her setting me free, I may still be a caged bird today, holding my own daughter captive on a shit-laden perch. ↗

— Raquel Cepeda

#breaking-free #caged-bird #cycles #freedom #motherhood

I just want to make sure Mama. Sometimes I don’t even know what I want. A lot of times I’m just tired.” Mama reached up and smoothed Liza’s curls away from her face. “Well darlin’, that’s the sign of a life being lived. I think we’re all tired when we’re giving it our best. ↗

— Gwenn Wright

#inspirational #life #moms #mothers #inspirational

The mother memories that are closest to my heart are the small gentle ones that I have carried over from the days of my childhood. They are not profound, but they have stayed with me through life, and when I am very old, they will still be near . . . Memories of mother drying my tears, reading aloud, cutting cookies and singing as she did, listening to prayers I said as I knelt with my forehead pressed against her knee, tucking me in bed and turning down the light. They have carried me through the years and given my life such a firm foundation that it does not rock beneath flood or tempest. ↗

— Margaret Sanger

#mothers #life

But behind all your stories is always your mother's story, because hers is where yours begins. ↗

— Mitch Albom

#mothers #mothers-love #life

I’ve been washing stairs my whole life. One day after the other. Since I was five years old. I’ve never complained. Shame on you. I’m embarrassed to have a son like you…can’t even look after his own bicycle. You just wait until your dad comes home. Then you’ll be in trouble, I can tell you that much.” Poul-Erik’s Mother The Informer ↗

— Steen Langstrup

#mothers #scandinavian-mysteries #home

Înainte, mă gândeam aproape tot timpul la soţia mea. Acum, cu cât trec zilele, soţia se întunecă parcă în minte şi mama se luminează. Ca la fântânile cu două găleţi. Una se scoboară, alta se înalţă. Acum nu se înalţă decât mama. ↗

— Marin Sorescu

#mothers-respect #life

Mothers, I believe, intoxicate us. We idolize them and take them for granted. We hate them and blame them and exalt them more thoroughly than anyone else in our lives. We sift through the evidence of their love, reassure ourselves of their affection and its biological genesis. We can steal and lie and leave and they will love us. ↗

— Megan Mayhew Bergman

#love

So I'm smoking in the house, Mother said. And Bobbie's got a dog in her room. And your son Will's got an Injun in his. So there it is, Mother said. Like it or lump it! ↗

— Tom Spanbauer

#love