My mom passed away when I was 13 months old. I don’t remember anything about her and I don’t understand why God allowed me to grow up without her, but I’m grateful that He used her to get me here.
I am also grateful for all the women he brought into my life, such as my grandmother, my aunt, my neighbor across the street, and my pastor’s wife. I thank God for their prayers and for helping me to become the woman that God created to be from the very beginning.
And I thank God for every mother reading this.
Happy Mother’s Day to you!