I have a beautiful painting of Mary and child hanging above my couch in my living room. Whenever I want to lose myself in spirituality, I gaze at its beauty. Mary so lovingly holds her baby Jesus. She is cloaked in red and blue, symbolizing her royalty and her purity. I have a special affection for our Mother, she was so kind, loving, and warm. She endured such incredible sorrow, but never forgot her joy. Her love is a great comfort to me as I deal with my trials and tribulations. There is no substitute for a mother’s love.
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