Letter from Gerry Welch

Mother’s Day a Time to Honor Gift of Life

When I was a young child (14), I heard my mother sobbing in the dining room. This I’d never seen or heard before. I immediately went to her and asked why the tears. She looked up at me and said all of my children (seven) are asking me to do things for them. She then added, “What is in it for me?” I thought for a moment and replied, “Mother’s Day.” Not much to offer other than it brought her a smile.

“Mother”
How great the pain a woman knows,
A mother, a child, from labor’s woes.
Our Goddess, mother, cradle of life,
She gives of self, the gift of life.

Gerry Welch
Cooperstown