Erma Bombeck wrote: ‘When God was
creating mothers, on His sixth day of overtime the angel said, “You’re
fiddling around a lot on this one.” God replied, “Have you seen the
specs on this order? She’s to have 18,000 replaceable moving parts, run
on black coffee and leftovers, have a kiss that cures anything from
broken legs to disappointed love affairs…and six pairs of hands!” “Six
pairs of hands? No way!” the angel said. God said, “And the challenging
bit is the three pairs of eyes mothers need. One pair that sees through
doors, another in back of her head that sees what she shouldn’t be able
to see, another in front for looking at a child who’s goofed and saying,
‘I understand, and I love you’, without speaking.” The angel said,
“Lord, take a break. Tomorrow…” “I can’t,” God said. “I’m close to
creating something so like
Myself. Already she can heal herself when
she’s sick, feed a family on a pound of minced beef, and get a nine
year-old to stand under a shower!” Touching her, the angel said, “She’s
too soft!” “But so tough!” God replied. “You can’t imagine what this
mother can endure.” “Can it think?” asked the angel. “Not only think,
it reasons and compromises,” God said. Running his finger across the
mother’s cheek, the angel said, “There’s a leak!” “It’s not a leak,”
God said. “It’s a tear.” “What’s it for?” asked the angel. “It’s for
joy, sadness, pain, disappointment, loneliness and pride.” The angel
declared, “Lord, You’re a Genius!”.’ Just a columnist’s fictional story,
but well worth pondering. Thanks, Mum!
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