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Guest blog post by Madhu Arora
1. That I have lost my life the way it was.
In the five years before my son was born, I lived in three countries, seven cities and 15 homes and loved it. But never again will I feel as footloose and fancy-free as I was.
Posted in AWR Guest Blogs
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By Susan Macaulay
Happy 83rd Birthday Mom!
I wish I were there with you on your birthday, instead of on the other side of the world in Dubai.
But it’s good that we had lots of time to celebrate this summer. It was wonderful to golf, dance (!) and just be together – we had fun as usual. Mostly dressed in PINK!
Posted in Tributes
Tags happiness humour kids love mothers parenting
Real Mothers don't eatquiche; they don't have time to make it.
Real Mothers know that their kitchen utensils are probably in the sandbox.
Real Mothers often have sticky floors, filthy ovens and happy kids.
Real Mothers know that dried playdough doesn't come out of shag carpets.
Real Mothers don't want to know what the vacuum just sucked up.
Posted in Just Plain Funny/Cute
Tags family kids love mothers parenting
When I came home in the rain,
Brother asked "why don't you take an umbrella?"
Sister advised, "Why didn't you wait till rain stopped?"
Father angrily warned, "only after getting cold, you will realize."
But Mother, while drying my hair, said, "stupid rain! Couldn't it wait, until my child come home?"
Posted in Points to Ponder
Tags death family happiness hope inspiration life love mothers
By Catherine Pastille
They were trying to save her life.
That’s why the attending medical staff had ushered me away from my mother’s bedside, leaving me to stand alone in the middle of the hospital corridor.
I felt as if an invisible umbilical cord was being shredded. It was quite strange. Although I was an adult, I became aware that there was something quite powerful that connected us, and I sensed it being pulled away from the center of my body – I could feel it, in physical way.
The doctors asked what I wished them to do – resuscitate? Use a ventilator? Let her go? I was at the center of what felt like an approaching storm – one I knew I could not avoid.
It was then that I saw her coming toward me with open arms; and when I did, I knew in an instant that this was no ordinary moment…
Posted in Women Worldwide