Dedicated to my mother, and to all mothers.
Taking care of others has always been your purpose in life.
How appropriate that when it came time to choose a profession you chose to become a nurse, and remained one for the rest of your working life.
You've always been ready to care for whomever need it.
Back when our diabetic neighbor, Mr. Murphy, was found unconscious, you ran down the block to revive him.
When one of your children's friends didn't want to leave because his home life was in turmoil, you gladly let him stay overnight.
You ran errands for Mrs. Anderson, the elderly shut-in, and made sure she had a decent dinner at Christmas.
Even now, when much of your independence has been stolen from you, you continue to see after others older or more frail than yourself, helping them eat and making sure they don't fall and hurt themselves.
Of course, no one has benefited more than I from your unconditional caring.
You have been a mother to everyone you've met; how fortunate we are to have you.