Today, we celebrate our mothers. A trip to "the farm" is in order for this son and I'm ever so excited to be with the family. Take a moment to tell your mother what she means to you. Flowers never hurt anyone either.

A poem I found...

You are my mother and my friend, Which is unusual. Somehow our characters must blend: Your wisdom and my will.

I turn, and you are there for me; I speak, you understand. I feel cared for, but also free; You lead but don't command.

I'm fortunate that I was born To someone just like you; I love you, not just as my mom, But for what you are and do.

Mother, I love you.

~Lindsey Harrison