Mary My Mother

I had been looking at a picture of Our Lady.  She was sitting, and looking out an open door.  I thought perhaps it was depicting the Annunciation.  It was such a peaceful scene.  Then in my mind's eye, I saw myself sitting with her, and her comforting me.  She had turned to me and had put her arm around my shoulder in a caring concerning way.  She is a great mom to me, just as she was a great mom to Jesus my brother.