It is in December when we read that Mary, the mother of Jesus, “treasured all these things in her heart.” It is in May that I think of that statement the most.
For Sunday is Mother’s Day. I, like every other devoted mother on earth, realize the treasure I’ve been privileged to hold, if but a short while.
To be sure, my gratitude does not always spill forward when the milk does. My happiness is not a…
