First of all, let me explain that my mother is my best friend, my hero and my biggest supporter.   She says that I am all of those to her, but I think that I pale in comparison to what an amazing person she is. I try to be more and more like her every single day. 

That being said, I have to relay this story that my mom just told me. 

She was golfing in her league tonight, and a friend of hers started talking about her niece's recent wedding. The niece's mother had passed away two years ago from breast cancer, so her aunt (my mother's friend) was helping her with everything - especially getting through picking out the dress. 

As a remembrance of her mom, her niece had a white bouquet made and placed a picture of her mother and note to her mom in it. She placed it next to her father in the pew at the church while they were getting married. In the middle of the ceremony, a butterfly came into the church and landed on her mom's bouquet. A completely closed church, yet it still managed to get in and find the bouquet, of all places, to land. 

The story doesn't end there. 

Two weeks before the wedding, the bride's uncle went up to her father's house to help him move some things around. As they were moving china, an envelope slipped out from between two plates. The uncle asked the father what it was. He had no idea. They opened it and it read: "A poem for my daughter on her wedding day."

There is no love stronger than the love between a mother and her child. I always knew that, but after hearing this story, I'm more certain of it now than ever before. 

If this story isn't inspiring and motivating you to love with all you have right now, I don't know will.

 If your mom is still here, have you called her today? If she's not, have you at least said a few things to her while you were alone? She can still feel your love and give it back in return. That I'm certain of, too.