EldercareABC Blog Carnival – Mother's Day Edition


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Motherhood has a very humanizing effect. Everything gets reduced to essentials. ~Meryl Streep

Whether male or female, caregivers have often learned many of their nurturing skills from their Mom.  This week's edition is dedicated to all the wonderful Mom's in the world, their caring touch, unselfish devotion and to those who we have lost, a day where we remember their love.

Here are the posts that have been submitted this week that pertain to all things about caregiving:

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That wraps up this edition. We hope you will submit your blog article to the next edition of  Eldercareabc Blog Carnival using our carnival submission form. Past posts and future hosts can be found on our blog carnival index page.    In honor of Mom's everywhere, we close this week's carnival with a poem.

"Your Mother is always with you.
She's the whisper of the leaves as you walk down the street.
She's the smell of certain foods you remember, flowers you pick and
perfume that she wore.
She's the cool hand on your brow when you're not feeling well.
She's your breath in the air on a cold winter's day.
She is the sound of the rain that lulls you to sleep, the colors of a
rainbow. She is Christmas morning.
Your Mother lives inside your laughter.
She's crystallized in every teardrop.
A mother shows every emotion .......... happiness, sadness, fear,
jealousy, love, hate, anger, helplessness, excitement, joy,
sorrow... and all the while, hoping and praying you will only know the good
feelings in life. She's the place you came from, your first home, and she's
the map you follow with every step you take.
She's your first love; your first friend, even your first enemy, but
nothing on earth can separate you. Not time, not space...not
even death!" -- Author: unknown

Becoming a mother makes you the mother of all children. From now on each wounded, abandoned, frightened child is yours. You live in the suffering mothers of every race and creed and weep with them. You long to comfort all who are desolate." - Charlotte Gray