Ruby Rose
Location: Canadian Prairies
From as a child to my teenage years, I used to wonder why my mother's eyes always looked so tired, from lack of sleep. I realized many years later that up until my seven siblings and I had all left home to begin our journey, my mother had watched over us always especially when we were out. If we were late, she was always awake and restless either at the window, the door or in her bed with a prayer on her lips. My mother's prayers and thoughts were always with us all. She closed her eyes and her ears, finally, when the last one of us was home and the door was latched for the night, giving us one of the most cherished gifts received...a mother who prayed for us.