“A mother sows seeds for a forest she will never see. Long after she leaves, the blooms will stretch into gardens, and the trees will strengthen and grow. The ripples she made will be a whisper of a thought or memory. She leaves behind her love, her touch, her time. She leaves behind her motherhood in the warmth that shines in others… on and on, long after she is gone.” 🤍#happymothersday

-Jessica Urlicks

-Dana McGowan

illustration by Julianna Bíbor