Madre solo hay una y aquí están todas

They are the ones who watch over our dreams. They are the ones who remember that we like mandarins and that we hate the color brown. They are the ones who, discreetly or loudly, have taught us the good and the bad, the beautiful and the ugly, the right and the wrong. They are, without a doubt, the ones who have helped us shape the person we are now. For them, who have never lacked a sense of humor or a smile on their lips, this book is written. Because without them, without our mothers, who knows how many stories would have remained untouched. Go through the pages of this book and discover the mother guesser, the mother sergeant, the technological, the creative, the hippie or the singer. Do you recognize them?