Quicker to your side than a speeding bullet, able to do 12 things in a single bound, more powerful than whoever she wants to take on. Look! Up the stairs, its a tax man, its a nutrician, its a nurse, its a teacher, no, its SUPER MOMMA.
Nothing can hold her back or measure the amount of love, dedication, or passion given to everything she touches. No one could top her knowledge of all things needed. You can taste the love that went into that home-grown, home-canned, homade goodness fit for a king.
From birth to death super mommas take on the world. My grandmother (the super momma of my super momma), as ill and frail as she may be, still refuses to give in and powers on with her super-human strength.
My super momma, who is clearly the greatest of all super mommas, can make magic better than houdini, get more done in little time than one would think is humanly possible, and can instantly make WHATEVER you need appear out of her purse.
What WOULD we do without our super mommas? For me, and I'm sure many others, would at the very least, be hero-less. And what IS a world without heroes?
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