What Did You Say About My Mother?

My mother rocked my cradle and I will always remain loyal to her in all vital matters despite what new age feminists choose to sling my way. To put it bluntly, she felt blessed and entrusted and obligated by God to raise me right.  Not at any time for a single moment did she cuddle the self-absorbed conceit that she owned me as a piece of property and could willfully toss me in the trash at first sign of inconvenience in her life.  Knowing the love my parents consistently manifested towards me, I am certain their prayers for my well-being  began before my conception and were consistently maintained by them until their death.