Rise and shine! Wipe the sleep from your eyes. I know you are tired. I know this because I am tired too. I am you. You are me. We are mothers. As we know, a mother’s work is never done. Even in sleep, we work. We dream of our greatest works of art, our children. And sometimes we lie awake at night unable to rest our weary minds. Worry is a poor bed fellow. Yet, we keep company with it because we love with such an intensity that we constantly want more. We want more for our children. We want to be more for them. There is a desperate need to give our children all that we never had. We share our love through bountiful acts of devotion. Sometimes we are so busy carrying out the multiple roles of motherhood that we overlook one incredible role. We forget to leave a trail for our children to follow should they become lost one day and need to find their way back home to us. Every person’s story begins with mother.