May 11: Thoughts for the Day

I’ve seen the protective shields that mothers—not all mothers, but most—place around their children.  Those shields can be penetrated by rocks and stones, but only enough to harden the child against future attacks.  Those maternal shields deflect the most damaging assaults. I suppose those shields are what we call a mother’s love. I’ve been protected by my own mother’s well-used shield.  Though she’s gone, the shield remains.  Mother’s Day is a good day to acknowledge that; every day is a good day to remember.