Last night as I lay wide awake, turning from side to side, thousands of unanswered questions in my head, thousands of worries building nest in my heart...suddenly I felt the presence of my mother because I could smell her. I wish I could explain what I mean but my mother has this special smell that I remember since my childhood. As I lay there,I was flooded by the memories of her... I remembered how she loved me,how she kissed me,how she made me believe that future was not darker but brighter, how she will be always there when I needed her... and there she was, with me, comforting me and soothing my worries and making all the troubles go away and singing me a lullaby with her smell... In the silence of the night, I felt the overwhelming need to pray for all the mothers,those who are still alive and those long gone, those who live close to their children and those who are far away, including mine. I prayed for our mothers' health and I prayed that all mothers had the opportunity to see their children's happiness. And be a part of it.