I recall my first real Mother's Day. It was not a day set aside to honor Mother's everywhere. It was the day I became a mother when my first child was born. God said "I will greatly multiply your sorrow and your conception; In pain you shall bring forth children." Gen 3: 16. Yet God makes it a labor of love.
While in the hospital, my mother brought me a florist's arrangment that had an assortment of small green plants. One of those little plants survived it's way for 35 years through countless moves and numerous window sills. It has multiplied, been repotted and multiplied again. A friend of mine asked me just this week if she could have a start for herself and her mother. Oh, yes, this little plant somehow keeps on giving to mothers. Thanks, Mom, for this special plant from my very first Mother's Day.