All mothers are truly supermoms on their own ways and nothing can refute the very sense that mothers are the cradles of humanity. They are instruments of God to bring each of us into life and stewards to raise us into the becoming the person he wanted us to be.
What a great task mothers do have which is the noblest of all toils. She nourishes us in her bosom; nurture us into the ways of life and loving us without expecting any returns. She bears all pain, she hides her tears and she silently sobs. All day she labors and all night she cares.
Yet seldom can you hear her complain, seldom can you see her pouting over her sighs and wearies. These are but the traits of a mother that makes her stood up against the tests of time. And I thank God that I am a Supermom too.
