My Mother, My Best Friend, My Hero by Robert Ricciardelli

A mother is often the truest friend we have. When chaos surrounds us, she embraces us, and through her loving kindness brings peace to the storm. A mother’s love is not acquired or deserved, but just is, and is forever constant. I can never forget my mother. She was my bridge to God’s love, and not a saint departed nor remaining can impact my life as she has. She was my best friend and remains my hero.