To My Mother, Elli
Arianna Huffington
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At 5:30 a.m. on Mother’ Day I dreamed I was in a classroom where the teacher asked, “What were your mother’ gifts?” Some students were too angry or resentful to find any gifts at all. But although my mother is no longer alive, my answer came easily as if heaven-sent: Wisdom, insight, intuition, creativity. At 5:45 a.m. my phone buzzed with a text from my own daughter: Happy Mother’s Day! From generation to generation we are all connected through our mothers.

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