I’ve been reading through Heartstrings of Love.* It’s a book filled with quotes from famous (Christian) people giving tribute to their mothers. There are a bunch of great words in there that tell of the home, parenting, and mothering. Some of the quotes were real and down to earth. But some of them annoyed me. It’s as if the person writing the tribute had a perfect mother. These stories caused me to be envious of this mother. But it also helped me face who I am.