Sitting gently in a wooden rocking chair, a young mother cradled her sleeping newborn infant close to her chest. Looking up at her elderly mother with tears in her eyes, she whispered softly, “I finally understand everything you sacrificed for me.” The grandmother, with tears rolling down her wrinkled cheeks, smiled warmly and replied, “I prayed you’d never have to know how hard it was.” Embracing each other tightly with the baby between them, they realized that the unconditional love of motherhood passes perfectly from one generation to the next, proving that we are never truly alone.
