I was raised by a single mother who made a way for me. She used to scrub floors as a domestic worker, put a cleaning rag in her pocketbook and ride the subways in Brooklyn so I would have food on the table. But she taught me as I walked her to the subway that life is about not where you start, but where you're going. That's family values.

My mom always said that there would be haters. Not everyone can love ya.

I may be the only mother in America who knows exactly what their child is up to all the time.

The Vatican is against surrogate mothers. Good thing they didn't have that rule when Jesus was born.

Just as a mother finds pleasure in taking her little child on her lap, there to feed and caress him, in like manner our loving God shows His fondness for His beloved souls who have given themselves entirely to Him and have placed all their hope in His goodness.