To the editor,

It takes more to be a mother than carrying a child for nine months and nurturing them. More than giving birth to a child.

It takes a lot of time and effort, lots of sleepless nights.

Psalm 139: 13-16

13: You made all the delicate inner parts of my body, and knit them together in my mother’s womb.

14: Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! It is so amazing to think about. Your workmanship is so marvelous.

Moms get through sickness, diaper and bottle feeding. But it is worth it all.

Mothers try to protect their children from harm and danger. When they get hurt we cuddle them, make sure they’re all right, and rock ’em and kiss away their tears. When they’re older we make them mind by spanking them. My son would say, “Yea right mom,” I said, “It hurts me more then you.”

Spending time together, having time out.

When they were little they step on your toes. When they got older they step on your heart. But we forgive them. God made mothers with love unconditional. And grandparents that raise grandchildren; thank God for them. When they were growing up we tried to give sound advice, hope they were listening. We weren’t always right. I hope they forgive us. We did our best. We should bring them up in admiration and nourishment of the Lord.

Each one of our children has a unique personality. Let’s recognize all mothers and grandparents and honor them on this day. Thank them. Love them. Give hugs and kisses. Tell them you love them. Give gifts or take them out to eat. That’s God’s gift to you until God takes her home to heaven.

Arlene Bachman

Van Wert