Don’t look now, but Sunday is Mother’s Day. Actually, I’m just kidding. You are free to look all you want as soon as you and I are finished here. Whether we are liberal or conservative; black or white; rich or poor; speak English or habla Espanol; live in God’s Country (aka Georgia) or are from up north where all the buildings are rusted and it snows 10 months a year, we share one thing in common: We all have or have had a mother. There is a lot of weird stuff happening these days, but I don’t think we have found a way yet to birth babies without one. At least I hope not. I don’t want to think of a world without mommas. I am an authority on mothers. I am married to one and the father of one, the grandfather of one and hope to be — sooner rather than later — the grandfather of two.