Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born. So one day she asked God:
They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow
but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?

Among the many angels, I chose one for you.
She will be waiting for you and will take care of you.

But tell me, here in Heaven, I don't do anything else but sing and smile,
that's enough for me to be happy.

Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you every day.
And you will feel your angel's love and be happy.

And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me, if I
don't know the language that men talk?

Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever
hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak.

And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?

Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray.

I've heard that on earth there are bad men. Who will protect me?

Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life.

But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore.

Your angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you the way for
you to come back to me, even though I will always be next to you.

At that moment there was much peace in Heaven,
but voices from earth could already be heard, and the child in a hurry asked softly:
Oh God, if I am about to leave now, please tell me my angel's name.

Your angel's name is of no importance, you will call your angel:
Mommy

Why Mothers Cry!

Why are you crying?" he asked his mom. "Because I'm a mother" she told
him. "I don't understand," he said. His mom just hugged him and said,
"You never will.

Later the little boy asked his father why Mother seemed to cry for no
reason. "All mothers cry for no reason" was all his dad could say.

The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why mothers
cry. So he finally put in a call to God and when God got on the phone,
the man said "God, why do mothers cry so easily."

God said, "You see son, when I made mothers they had to be special. I
made their shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the world,
yet gentle enough to give comfort.

I gave them an inner strength to endure childbirth and the rejection
that many times come from their children.

I gave them a hardiness that allows them to keep going when everyone
else gives up, and to take care of their families through sickness and
fatigue without complaining.

I gave them the sensitivity to love their children under all
circumstances, even when their child has hurt them very badly.

This same sensitivity helps them to make a child's boo-boo feel better
and helps them share a teenager's anxieties and fears.
I gave them a tear to shed. It's theirs exclusively to use whenever it
is needed. It's their only weakness. "It's a tear for mankind".

I love you Mom

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