We've all heard how a mother's love is completely unconditional, but we don't appreciate it nearly enough. We might say we do, but honestly is there any way we actually can? I mean these women, mothers, gave us life, nurtured us, and made us the people we are today, and honestly I don't think a "thank you" cuts it, but I'll try it out anyway.

Thank you. Thank you for always being there, even if we haven't answered your last few texts and only called when we needed something or wanted advice. You sacrifice being treated the way we treat people on the street, and we treat you so comfortably that we sometimes neglect your feelings. You've built us and we can take it for granted, but there's always a constant stream of appreciation. It might not always seem like it, but we always know how much we couldn't ever live without you.

Thank you for being the best hug and the best shoulder to cry on. We ask for your advice, decide not to take it, make a dumb decision, then come running back to you, who's already armed with understanding and tissues (and sometimes a stern look that screams "I told you so"). From everyone that might have forgotten, this is something a hundred "thanks" just couldn't do justice. Thanks.

I don't know how you do it. I can't comprehend how a woman can be everything we need and not expect anything in return. It is absolutely beyond me how you can work in the outside world, come back and stay on your feet for hours, and make time to help with whatever we need all without any sense of reciprocation. You ladies might have a day dedicated to you, but this fact alone deserves a month.

You are appreciated. We don't say it, and we should. You deserve that much. You absolutely wonderful women deserve the world because you wouldn't hesitate to hand it right back to us, something you do everyday. We, as your little kiddies, might get annoyed at how often you try to text with a million emojis, at your hugs that you resist to let us get out of, and at how often you "accidentally" happen to stumble into our drawers and closets to make sure everything is where it should be (or that things that shouldn't be there aren't--looking at you mama Rahman), but we love it. We love you, and let this serve as a reminder that though we may not say it, there isn't a time we don't realize how much we rely on you.

To every mother out there, and those standing in as mothers where their kids need it, all we can say is a final thank you. Thank you.