Ode To My Mom...

I hold women in high reverence for good reason. And to me, I honor mothers as Earth-bound goddesses and am continually humbled in their shadow. I've already talked about how I don't have a vagina. So, if you'd like to read what I think Martha Stewart would do after shooting a porcupine baby out of her cooch, you can read all about it on the highlighted link provided.

If I could actually put into words every wonderful thought that I feel for my Mother, I would surely collapse and shatter into a million teardrops


of immense admiration and gratitude.

And all I can say is;


"Mom, the best seat ever,



anywhere,



is always,




always,




always,




next to you."