Mother's Day

Many years ago I read in C.S.Lewis's "That Hideous Strength" of a woman who, although actually barren, was described as looking like "a matriarch, mother of mothers, grave, formidable and august." I have always loved that expression and when my daughter put HER first daughter in my arms I thought with tears "I am the mother of a mother." That is why I love Mother's Day. To be a mother of mothers, and a mother of a father is beyond description. Many other thoughts fill my mind; my own Mother, long since passed away, and our Blessed Mother truly a Mother of us all. That's why I love Mother's day.