When you give a girl a Mother, you are technically giving her a best friend.

When you give a girl a best friend, she will ask her to braid her long brown hair.

Once her hair is in two perfectly crafted french braids, she will ask the mother to take her out to show them off.

As soon as the pair is in the old Saab, she will ask to go to her mother's favorite Italian restaurant.

Then the two will drive downtown blasting Katy Perry music on the way to the restaurant, the girl will promptly ask for her favorite meal once they arrive.

After they eat their favorite meals, the two will walk next door to buy a DVD to watch later that evening.

Next week when the mother takes her to the same restaurant, the girl will think it is the start of a tradition.

When you give a girl a tradition, she will grow accustomed to it.

Once she gets used to it, she starts to expect it every single week.

The mother tries her best to keep up but when she falls ill she will not be able to uphold the Friday night tradition anymore.

When the mother's health drastically declines, the girl will not believe it.

As soon as the girl starts to believe it, she will not have time to digest the information.

Once the girl finds the courage to ask the questions she needs to know, the mother will be gone.

After the mother leaves, she grows wings and becomes the girl's guardian angel.

When you give a girl an angel, she will ask her all the questions.

The girl will look for the answer in the wind, the sky, the light but, the angel will never tell her.

When the angel won't answer her, the girl will become distraught.

As the girl impatiently waits, day in and day out she wonders if her angel is actually there.

As the angel watches down on the girl she laughs, the silly girl thought she was alone.

The girl was never alone, her angel sitting in the clouds watched over her throughout every day and night.

When the cool wind blew it was the angel blowing kisses.

When a rainbow appeared it was the angel's joy gleaming from the heavens, showing how proud she was of her girl.

When water falls from the gray skies it is the tears of the angel, sympathizing with the girl's pain.

When the angel sang it could be heard in the girl's front yard as the blue birds chirped about on a summer say.

As the laughing angel looked down from the sky she thought "silly girl I already gave you all the answers."

Because when you give a girl a mother, she gives her all the answers.

When you give a girl an Angel, she gives her the strength to grow on her own.