There is that integral part of evey child that yearns
desperately for the mother. There is nothing that can fill this void
that nature created for mom. Every child tends to naturally drift
towards the mother. There is no closer substitute for mom. "Give me my
mother, or there will be murder," says every child. Without the mother
several things die a natural death. Many things seem to lose life when
mom is away. Every child knows the love of the mother first before
anything else.
