#other

I'm blessed and I couldn't be more grateful. Do you want to know why? Because I'm a mother, but that's only half of it. I'm blessed because, when I need to, I can still just be a daughter. I get the feeling that there is nothing more precious than to have both of these roles, simultaneously. ↗

— Adrianna Stepiano

#motherhood #mothers-and-daughters #motherhood

I think being a mother is the cruelest thing in the world. ↗

— Nella Larsen

#mothers #motherhood

اللهم اعنا على بر أمهاتنا ، و اجعل ما يُثقل الغير طيبا ً، طبيبا ً يُريح القلب ، آمين ↗

— Walaa WalkademAgmal

#motherhood #أم #طبيب #طيب #قلب

- A mother, a real mother with a little child, thinks day and night about the welfare of the little one in her arms. A mother knows what dangers the child will have to encounter as he grows up. She does not let the father reassure her when he makes light of things and says that the children have to find their own way. A mother worries, for she carries the burden, and she often sees much deeper than the father just where the child is in danger. ↗

— Johann Christoph Blumhardt

#motherhood

And a mother without children is not a mother at all, and if I am not a mother, than I am nothing. Nothing. I am like sugar dissolved in a glass of water. Or, I am like salt, which disappears when you cook with it. I am salt. Without my children, I cease to exist. ↗

— Thrity Umrigar

#motherhood #motherhood

What is so real as the cry of a child? A rabbit's cry may be wilder But it has no soul. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#children #cry #motherhood #rabbit #motherhood

Only later did I come to understand that to be a mother is to be an illusion. No matter how vigilant, in the end a mother can't protect her child - not from pain, or horror, or the nightmare of violence, from sealed trains moving rapidly in the wrong direction, the depravity of strangers, trapdoors, abysses, fires, cars in the rain, from chance. ↗

— Nicole Krauss

#motherhood

Other people look at me and think: That poor woman; she has a child with a disability. But all I see when I look at you is that girl who had memorized all the words to Queen's 'Bohemian Rhapsody' by the time she was three, the girl who crawls into bed with me whenever there's a thunderstorm - not because you're afraid but because I am, the girl whose laugh has always vibrated inside my own body like a tuning fork. I would never have wished for an able-bodied child, because that child would have been someone who wasn't you. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#motherly-love #parent #love

Isn't this the truth of any good mother? That in all of our lives. We worry only about those we brought into this world, regardless of whether they loved us back or treated us fairly or understood our shortcomings. ↗

— Adriana Trigiani

#love

I loved your eyes first,” I told him , repeating his words from a few weeks ago back to him, because it was true, and because we were two halves of a whole—we had been all along, and he’d been so clever to know it right away. I used to think it was insanity, but now I was beginning to think that it was pure brilliance. “I see it, too, James. I see the other half of my soul in you. ↗

— R.K. Lilley

#love #other-half #soul #love