My Mom was a very bold and beautiful lady. She worked side by side with my father till his end of days. He was a farmer making little income but she took out on her self to help him with working as a cook and doing other ladies hair. Every third Sunday she would invite the preacher over for dinner and make sure she had enough for everyone to have a good meal. She never complain about anything as lovely as she was she never gave up. Her heart was as strong as a lion and a voice as soft as a dove. If you met her you know what i mean. A Mothers way is the tool that God gives her to make sure his children is took care of and she is the true