Happy Mother's Day!

 

Today, we raise a glass (and probably a load of laundry) to the mothers, grandmothers, and aunties who've quietly kept the soul of this country alive—while some puffed-up egos play pretend in conference rooms and plotted glory in polished war rooms, the real power is busy holding it all together behind classroom doors, hospital curtains, and kitchen tables. Spoiler alert: it's not the guy bragging on stage about himself while mocking others—it's the woman quietly packing the lunches, holding the world together one small act of love at a time.

These women have kept the world spinning with little more than quiet strength, stubborn love, and a bottomless pot of coffee. They invest in what can't be owned or monetized—healing, learning, and belonging. For generations, they've patched up knees, broken systems, and entire family trees—usually while being told to smile more and ask for less.

Mothers don't need applause to get stuff done. They listen first, act second, and keep it from falling apart with duct tape and grace. They understand that real strength lies in service, not supremacy. They know true power lies not in domination, but in devotion.

So today, we honor the women who keep the heart of this country beating—not with weapons or wealth, but with wisdom, resilience, and love. They are the foundation and the fierce tenderness that endures.