You are most like Monica.
They say the only real tragedy in life is not to become a saint. Monica raised a boy to become a saint (Saint Augustine of Hippo) and became a saint, herself! It was a long and winding road, but through it all, she persevered in prayer and grew in faith, hope, and love. Toward the end of her life, she had a joint mystical experience with her child, bringing new meaning to the idea that it is in Him that we “live, move, and having our being.”
Way to keep your eye on the ball!
Happy Mother’s Day!