My sister Carla and her daughter Emily on left. And, Emily and me on right.
My mother Suzanne died of breast cancer at the age of 42 when I was 8 years-old and from that moment forward, I just dreaded Mother's Day. This continued until many years later—when babies were born into our family. I don't have any children of my own [except for a dachshund!] and the day my sister Carla asked me to be her daughter Emily's godmother, was a happy one indeed! I cherish the relationship I've had with Em since the day she was born. My sister has always considered me a second mom and has shared the precious role of motherhood with me at every turn. She is generous with the spirit of motherhood. So, it is in the spirit of motherhood that I wish all moms a very Happy Mother's Day.