"Why are you crying?" he asked his Mom.
"Because I'm a mother," she told him.
"I don't understand," he said.
His mom just hugged him to her and said, "You never
will."
Later the little boy asked his father why Mother
seemed to cry for no reason. "All mothers cry for
no reason," was all his dad could say.
The little boy grew up and became a man, still
wondering why mothers cry.
One night, he had a dream. In his dream, he called
God on the telephone. When God came to the phone
the man asked, "God, why do mothers cry so easily?"
God answered him, "My son, you see, when I made
mothers, I knew they had to be special. I made their
shoulders strong enough to carry the weight of the
world, yet gentle enough to give comfort. I gave
them an inner strength to endure childbirth and the
rejection that many times come from their children
and mates. I gave them a hardiness that allows them
to keep going when everyone else gives up, and to
take care of their families through sickness and
fatigue without complaining. I gave them the
sensitivity to love their children under all
circumstances, even when their child has hurt them
very badly. This same sensitivity helps them to make
a child's boo-boo feel better and helps them share a
teenager's anxieties and fears. I gave them a tear
to shed. It's theirs, exclusively, to use whenever
needed. It's their only weakness. It is a tear for
mankind."
