Whether you call them Mother, Mum, Mom, Mummy, Momma, Mutti, Mama, or any other version of those, mothers are just the best. From the moment we appear, they love us. We can do no wrong, and they will fight and die for us, if necessary. They will deprive themselves of food or anything else so that we can be safe and fed, and they will defend us for the rest of our lives, whatever we do.
Nothing quite compares to being loved by a mother. No matter how hard your father might try, it’s just not quite the same. In every country in the world, whatever the colour of skin or religion, mothers stick by their children to the end. And even when we grow old, we are still their children. Nothing changes.