At 3:30am I awoke from a deep sleep to a young woman’s whispered words, “Mom… Mom”. I thought for sure my Elisabeth was calling me from the other side of my bedroom door or window. I answered, but no one answered back. Silence. Was I dreaming? I got up to double check the windows and doors, no sign of anyone. Once a mother, always a mother. I hear “mom” called out at the grocery store or city park, and I turn my head like instinct to this name. This awakening was different than that. I returned to my bed, and prayed. Was this one of my daughter’s need for prayer? Our Mother Mary must hear her name called out unceasingly. Be with all my children, my God who saves and protects. “He settles the barren woman in her home as a happy mother of children.” Psalm 113:9.