Always Mother's Day

Mom and 1st Baby, 1958

My mother was married at 18, and a mother, starting with my oldest brother, at 19.  I don't know how she did it at that young age, with virtually no help from my father, but all four of her children survived.  So Happy Mother's Day, Mom! 
Also, as a footnote, I wonder if we have taken survival for granted (or, as the kids now say, 'granite').  If we are about to discover how fraught, perilous, and tenuous living really is.