That’s right, because it’s not just celebrated on one day, but every day; you don’t have to be a mother just on that specific day, but whenever you can—just like on Mother’s Day itself, when families gather together, and on other days when celebrations take place elsewhere.

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Last Saturday, May 16, a large number of women—especially MOTHERS—were invited to a gathering, a small celebration to honor us MOTHERS: professionals, entrepreneurs, homemakers, retirees—in short, all of us who are mothers. Although they said something very true—that there aren’t many reasons to celebrate when there are mothers who have lost their children, or whose children have emigrated due to the circumstances we know in Venezuela, for one reason or another.

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What matters is that the people or organization that organized this event showed such a lovely gesture, because sometimes there are mothers who are alone and whom no one remembers—not to bring them a grand gift, but simply to spend this day with them. There were mothers who are already great-grandmothers; they are more of a mother to many of us than we are, because they helped their daughters—who are mothers themselves—care for and raise their grandchildren, or they became mothers themselves when their own mothers were no longer there, having passed on to another plane.

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The event took place during the day, and in a short time, for many—as in my case—transportation was arranged to get to the venue. It wasn’t that it was far, but the sad reality is that sometimes you can’t afford a ticket. I had already made the decision that if no one picked me up, I would go on my own, but once they confirmed the transportation, I felt at ease.

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The venue is a bolas criollas club—spacious, with a nice patio—and God blessed us with good weather. There was a large tree that sheltered us with its shade. There were raffles, though I didn’t win anything, ha ha, but we had a good time. I ran into a friend I didn’t expect to see there, but I didn’t take a picture. Then they handed out some pasapalitos, followed by some Chinese rice, and finally the cake.

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When I saw that the people who had come with us on the bus were already getting on, I went to get on too, hoping they’d let me. I got home, rested, and gave thanks to God for this day, just like every day. Photos taken with a Samsung Galaxy A16 cell phone Cover edited in Canva. Original content, translated with the DeepL app.

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