Tonight I pray for my mother. Growing up I did not appreciate everything she did for me. She worked to help my father with the household's finances, getting up at 4 AM so she could be at work by 6 AM. I knew that things were tight around the house with 4 children to feed and raise. Nevertheless, she did he best she could to provide for me and my siblings, keeping me in private school although the finances at home were not the best. I grew up, got a career and I too became a mother and wife of two wonderful children. Tonight my mother is bedridden and in pain. Her body is struggling with cancer and partial paralysis. I long for her. My body and my soul long to be by her side. I wish I could tell her how important she was in my life and how different my life would have been if it weren't for the sacrifices she made. I pray that Gid forgives my indifference and that he has mercy on my mom. But also importantly, is that God allows to say those words, "thank you" and to demonstrate to her in any way how much I love her.