Somehow, I do believe that even the most disabled, the most severe, have an innate sense of who mom is. They do not have the voice, nor the ability in any form, to show appreciation for all you do. Neither daily, nor on this (in my and my mom’s mind, inappropriate) single day of the year. But, nonetheless, I believe there is an appreciation. There must be, there should be. To those who question their abilities and their quality of motherhood, but who nonetheless rise to the occasion, every day, celebrate your actions. Happy Mother’s Day.