How can we help but SALUTE the mother to whom we owe our very existence? The thought that at one time each and every one of us sat in waiting inside the womb of our mother is something few of us spend much time considering. It seems so impossible. In our grown-up minds we say, "We are big. We have never been tiny. We certainly never slipped through a birth canal, or gasped for our first breath of air in the most intense trauma a human can endure. No, not me... others, yes, but not me!"