Listen to the lyrics. All of us who are blessed with mothers who are still here, and those who still carry their departed mothers in their hearts, will appreciate the lyric of this old song.
Listen to the words:
FOOTNOTE: My mother Helen Gandelman is 89 and has had a very tough year but we were all blessed because she rebounded, almost miraculously so. This morning I called my sister who is visiting her. My sister planned to leave by early afternoon on a very long drive. But my mother said she wanted to go to her favorite Italian restaurant tonight — a milestone, since my mother has barely been out of her seniors living facility since her health problems.
So my sister put off her trip for several hours so my mother can make a triumphant return to her favorite restaurant in the world, the superb Carmine’s in Woodbridge, CT. (where she greets them with kisses and they respond)even though it’ll mean dangerous night driving.
Because you only have one mother and a mother’s love which is returned by a giving daughter’s love. It washes all of the other concerns, worries and cares away.
Joe Gandelman is a former fulltime journalist who freelanced in India, Spain, Bangladesh and Cypress writing for publications such as the Christian Science Monitor and Newsweek. He also did radio reports from Madrid for NPR’s All Things Considered. He has worked on two U.S. newspapers and quit the news biz in 1990 to go into entertainment. He also has written for The Week and several online publications, did a column for Cagle Cartoons Syndicate and has appeared on CNN.