A Freudian slip is when you say one thing but mean your mother. – Author Unknown

No language can express the power, and beauty, and heroism, and majesty of a mother’s love. It shrinks not where man cowers, and grows stronger where man faints, and over wastes of worldly fortunes sends the radiance of its quenchless fidelity like a star. – Edwin Hubbell Chapin

A man’s work is from sun to sun, but a mother’s work is never done. – Author Unknown