You never see the tears that she´s about to cry instead she turns her head to hide them.
You never see the times she stills away to her secret closet to pray -- instead she invites you in to just talk.
You never see how her shoulders are sagging from heavy burdens -- instead she gives you those shoulders to cry on.
You never see the aches in her heart when her children rebel -- instead she gives them more patience and love.
You never see the hand she pulls back when she´s rejected -- instead she continues to lend a "helping" hand.
You never see the aches in her hands from grasping and holding on when she feels like giving up -- instead she folds those same hands and prays even more.
You never see the aches in her knees and forehead from praying for others -- instead she spends even more time on her knees.
You never see the fears she has of being a "disappointment" -- instead she prays for more power and a sound mind.
You never see any of these things and she doesn´t want you to-- After all, she´s only "a mother".