As children we believe that mom can do everything, that she does not feel tired, that she does not suffer ... that image we keep of her over time does not match what we see when the years go by ... Then we discovered that mom also suffers, tired, sad, has no strength, silent hiding the pain ...
We see her as a hero survive great tragedies, take us by the hand holding us and showing us life always on the most beautiful side ...
As children we do not understand their tears ... we are worried about adults ... or we do not understand them ... Just as we need so many times for the protection of those strong arms, the understanding of our gestures or our silences, our pain ... she also needs us ...
That is why we must stop and observe her ... embrace her and make her feel that we are there ... that we care, that she is valuable ... and in this way we will return to her the most beautiful feeling that she taught us, the feeling that brings peace and tranquility in the difficult moments of life, the one that contains us, the one that minimizes pain, the one that makes us fight for our dreams and ideals ... but above all it teaches us to give without asking for anything in return: Love . 
