The reason for the season...
There is nothing more important than raising a child.

Happy Mothers' Day 2012!

Honor Mother Nature ~ Re-usable gift bags!

My mother was one of a kind; best mom in the world.  She was smart, loving, and had a great sense of humor.  I honor her by raising my own children as best I can, and by honoring the precious gift of our environment. 

Honor Mother Nature by forgoing paper gift wrapping and use Beautifully Useful gift bags.  I sew them on Saturdays, because it brings me joy.

Happy Mother's Day, Mom!  I love you.

Helen Moran, World Class Mother

A Few Thoughts on Motherhood

by Helen

     August, 2003            My daughter  has asked me to write a few words about "motherhood" because she believes I know a lot about it.  True, I have had a large family and been "mothering" a long time.  I even remember when there was no such verb as "to mother".  It was only a noun.  But, then again we are living in the age of computer driven simplicity.  Everything has to have a name and if there were no such verb as "to mother" how would we describe such an occupation, job, career, vocation, life's work, etc.?

     Women are now Accounting, Lawyering, Policing, Modeling, Nursing, Doctoring, but "Mothering"?  I don't know.  What are the qualifications?  What are the courses required?  How does one get a degree?  Are there any degree programs?  Is there any recognition for a job well done?  What are the rewards?  What is the bottom-line?  How does mothering contribute to society?

     Yes, I know these are all rhetorical questions, but it makes one think, does it not?  Just because some people have described it as a "thankless" job, does it have to be?

     I remember when various European countries were granting children's allowances to encourage women to have more babies.  Populations had been so decimated because of war.  Countries needed future soldiers.  "Cannon fodder"? 

     There was a time when mothering was an honorable profession.  Is the same true for "child care" today?  I do not believe so.  Is it not one of the lowest paying jobs in the country?  Where is the honor?

     My active mothering days are over now.  I am retired and 'resting on my laurels'.  My children are grown and raising children of their own.  My sons and daughters have far exceeded my hopes and dreams for them.  They have turned out to be very fine people and when I was young and having them that was my aim and ambition for them.  I believed with all my heart that the world needed good people and I did my best to achieve that goal; to give back to society good and worthy members. 

     I had a fantastic partner in my endeavor and that was my husband.  Without his help and support and encouragement I never could have done it.  At times raising the children was very hard.  The work load alone was constant and demanding.  The emotional load was sometimes very hard to bear.  My husband gave me courage and belief in myself and my faith in God gave me strength, grace, understanding, growth, and appreciation.  All of my life I have felt singularly blessed with the family I had.  All of our children are very good to us.  I feel surrounded by great love and affection.

 A Tribute to:


Honor Thy Mother: Helen.

     This portrait of Helen contains symbols of who she is and what is important to her.  The faces of her ten offspring as children surround an Irish blessing embroidered by a loving daughter-in-law.  In the background to the right are books; Helen loves to read and stressed education to all her children.  There is a tea cup and saucer on the table that belonged to her mother, Margaret.  The strawberries Helen enjoys add color to the portrait, and nicely incorporate her home decorating color scheme of red, white and blue!  The table on which many a holiday family meal was celebrated is set with Irish linen.  Helen is very much loved by all her family and friends. She is an Irish-American icon.  Visit the tribute to Helen's husband Malachy at

The Irish blessing reads:

  • "May the road rise up to meet you,
  • May the wind be always at your back,
  • May the sun shine warm on your face,
  • And rains fall soft upon your field,
  • And until we meet again,
  • May God hold you in the palm of His hand."


Helen & Malachy Moran, 1947 welcomes your comments.
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