mandylynns
05-17-2009, 09:11 PM
BEING A MOTHER...
> >
> > After 17 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to
> > take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She
> > said, 'I love you, but I know this other woman
> loves
> > you and would love to spend some time with you.'
> > * * *
> > The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit
> > was my MOTHER, who has been alone for 20 years,
> > but the demands of my work and my two boys had
> > made it possible to visit her only occasionally.
> > * * *
> > That night I called to invite her to go out for
> > dinner and a movie.
> > * * *
> > 'What's wrong, aren't you well,' she
> asked?
> > * * *
> > My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a
> > late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign
> > of bad news.
> > * * *
> > 'I thought it would be pleasant to spend some
> > time with you,' I responded. 'Just the two of
> us.'
> > She thought about it for a moment, and then said,
> > 'I would like that very much.'
> > * * *
> > That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick
> > her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her
> > house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous
> > about our date. She waited in the door. She had curled
> her hair and was
> > wearing the
> > dress that she had worn to celebrate her last
> > birthday on November 19th.
> > * * *
> > She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an
> > angel's. 'I told my friends that I was going
> to go
> > out with my son, and they were impressed,' she
> said,
> > as she got into that new white van. 'They
> can't wait to hear
> > about our date'.
> > * * *
> > We went to a restaurant that, although not
> > elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my
> > arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat
> > down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only
> > read large print. Half way through the entries, I
> > lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at
> > me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. 'It was I
> > who used to have to read the menu when you were
> > small,' she said. 'Then it's time that you
> relax and
> > let me return the favour,' I responded.
> > * * *
> > During the dinner, we had an agreeable
> > conversation- -nothing extraordinary but catching up
> > on recent events of each other's life. We talked
> so
> > much that we missed the movie.
> > * * *
> > As we arrived at her house later, she said,
> 'I'll
> > go out with you again, but only if you let me invite
> > you.' I agreed.
> > * * *
> > 'How was your dinner date ?' asked my wife
> when I
> > got home.
> > 'Very nice. Much more so than I could have
> imagined,'
> > I answered.
> > * * *
> > A few days later, my mother died of a massive
> > heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I
> didn't
> > have a chance to do anything for her.
> > * * *
> > Some time later, I received an envelope with a
> > copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place
> > mother and I had dined. An attached note said: 'I
> > paid this bill in advance. I wasn't sure that I
> > could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two
> > plates - one for you and the other for your wife.
> > You will never know what that night meant for me. I
> > love you, son.'
> > * * *
> > At that moment, I understood the importance of
> > saying in time: 'I LOVE YOU' and to give our
> loved
> > ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is
> > more important than your family. Give them the time
> > they deserve, because these things cannot be put off
> > till 'some other time.'
> > * * *
> > Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back
> > to normal after you've had a baby.... somebody
> > doesn't know that once you're a mother,
> > 'normal' is history.
> > * * *
> > Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by
> > instinct . somebody never took a three-year-old
> shopping.
> > * * *
> > Somebody said being a mother is boring ..
> > somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with
> a driver's permit.
> > Somebody said if you're a'good' mother,
> > your child will 'turn out good'....
> > somebody thinks a child comes with
> > directions and a guarantee.
> > * * *
> > Somebody said you don't need an education to be a
> > mother.... somebody never helped a fourth grader
> > with his math.
> > * * *
> > Somebody said you can't love the second child as
> > much as you love the first .... somebody doesn't
> > have two children.
> > * * *
> > Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother
> > is labour and delivery....
> > somebody never watched her 'baby' get on the
> bus
> > for the first day of kindergarten ..
> > or on a plane headed for military 'boot camp.'
> > * * *
> > Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her
> > child gets married....somebody doesn't know that
> > marriage adds a new son or daughter-in-law to a
> > mother's heartstrings.
> > * * *
> > Somebody said a mother's job is done when her last
> > child leaves home....somebody never had
> > grandchildren.
> > * * *
> > Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so
> > you don't need to tell her.... somebody isn't
> a
> > mother.
> > * * *
> > Pass this along to all the 'mothers' in your
> life
> > and to everyone who ever had a mother. This isn't
> > just about being a mother; it's about appreciating
> > the people in your life while you have them....no
> > matter who that person is.
> >
> > Have an Amazing Day,
> >
> >
> > Life is too short for drama & petty things,
> > so kiss slowly, laugh insanely,
> > Love truly and forgive quickly
> >
> > After 17 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to
> > take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She
> > said, 'I love you, but I know this other woman
> loves
> > you and would love to spend some time with you.'
> > * * *
> > The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit
> > was my MOTHER, who has been alone for 20 years,
> > but the demands of my work and my two boys had
> > made it possible to visit her only occasionally.
> > * * *
> > That night I called to invite her to go out for
> > dinner and a movie.
> > * * *
> > 'What's wrong, aren't you well,' she
> asked?
> > * * *
> > My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a
> > late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign
> > of bad news.
> > * * *
> > 'I thought it would be pleasant to spend some
> > time with you,' I responded. 'Just the two of
> us.'
> > She thought about it for a moment, and then said,
> > 'I would like that very much.'
> > * * *
> > That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick
> > her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her
> > house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous
> > about our date. She waited in the door. She had curled
> her hair and was
> > wearing the
> > dress that she had worn to celebrate her last
> > birthday on November 19th.
> > * * *
> > She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an
> > angel's. 'I told my friends that I was going
> to go
> > out with my son, and they were impressed,' she
> said,
> > as she got into that new white van. 'They
> can't wait to hear
> > about our date'.
> > * * *
> > We went to a restaurant that, although not
> > elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my
> > arm as if she were the First Lady. After we sat
> > down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only
> > read large print. Half way through the entries, I
> > lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at
> > me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. 'It was I
> > who used to have to read the menu when you were
> > small,' she said. 'Then it's time that you
> relax and
> > let me return the favour,' I responded.
> > * * *
> > During the dinner, we had an agreeable
> > conversation- -nothing extraordinary but catching up
> > on recent events of each other's life. We talked
> so
> > much that we missed the movie.
> > * * *
> > As we arrived at her house later, she said,
> 'I'll
> > go out with you again, but only if you let me invite
> > you.' I agreed.
> > * * *
> > 'How was your dinner date ?' asked my wife
> when I
> > got home.
> > 'Very nice. Much more so than I could have
> imagined,'
> > I answered.
> > * * *
> > A few days later, my mother died of a massive
> > heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I
> didn't
> > have a chance to do anything for her.
> > * * *
> > Some time later, I received an envelope with a
> > copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place
> > mother and I had dined. An attached note said: 'I
> > paid this bill in advance. I wasn't sure that I
> > could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two
> > plates - one for you and the other for your wife.
> > You will never know what that night meant for me. I
> > love you, son.'
> > * * *
> > At that moment, I understood the importance of
> > saying in time: 'I LOVE YOU' and to give our
> loved
> > ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is
> > more important than your family. Give them the time
> > they deserve, because these things cannot be put off
> > till 'some other time.'
> > * * *
> > Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back
> > to normal after you've had a baby.... somebody
> > doesn't know that once you're a mother,
> > 'normal' is history.
> > * * *
> > Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by
> > instinct . somebody never took a three-year-old
> shopping.
> > * * *
> > Somebody said being a mother is boring ..
> > somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with
> a driver's permit.
> > Somebody said if you're a'good' mother,
> > your child will 'turn out good'....
> > somebody thinks a child comes with
> > directions and a guarantee.
> > * * *
> > Somebody said you don't need an education to be a
> > mother.... somebody never helped a fourth grader
> > with his math.
> > * * *
> > Somebody said you can't love the second child as
> > much as you love the first .... somebody doesn't
> > have two children.
> > * * *
> > Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother
> > is labour and delivery....
> > somebody never watched her 'baby' get on the
> bus
> > for the first day of kindergarten ..
> > or on a plane headed for military 'boot camp.'
> > * * *
> > Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her
> > child gets married....somebody doesn't know that
> > marriage adds a new son or daughter-in-law to a
> > mother's heartstrings.
> > * * *
> > Somebody said a mother's job is done when her last
> > child leaves home....somebody never had
> > grandchildren.
> > * * *
> > Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so
> > you don't need to tell her.... somebody isn't
> a
> > mother.
> > * * *
> > Pass this along to all the 'mothers' in your
> life
> > and to everyone who ever had a mother. This isn't
> > just about being a mother; it's about appreciating
> > the people in your life while you have them....no
> > matter who that person is.
> >
> > Have an Amazing Day,
> >
> >
> > Life is too short for drama & petty things,
> > so kiss slowly, laugh insanely,
> > Love truly and forgive quickly