You and I both walked through that same door and became mothers to three kids. I treat my children with a sincere heart, and they give me their sincere love in return. What about you? What have you done?
You let a six- or seven-year-old and a four- or five-year-old little sister cook in the dead of winter, and you weren't even there watching them. The result? The child got scalded by hot water. Later you went and snatched things from the kids at home,
and to grab those things, you actually laid hands on the children—left one covered in bruises, another with his head cracked open and bleeding, and the youngest scared mute on the spot. Tell me yourself, acting like that, do you deserve those kids calling you mom? Do you deserve to be called an elder?
