My mother was my hero, and mothers everywhere still are my heros. This is not to denigrate the role of the father, that is important too, but in my case it was a different role that Dad played. Mum was the person whom taught me about love and tenderness. About caring and sharing. And about treating every one the same. Which is not to say Mum didn’t have favorites, she did. She had 7 of them. . . . → Read More: Born Again?