Date: Mar 19, 2008 11:28 PM
I thought this was really good and wanted to share it with you all.
(both men & women, sons & daughters - need to read this)
BEING A MOTHER...
After 21 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 a widow for 19 years,
but the demands of my work and my three children 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 that 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 with her coat
on.
She had curled her hair and was wearing the
dress that she had worn to celebrate her last
wedding anniversary.
* * *
She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an
angels.
’I told my friends that I was going to go
out with my son, and they were impressed,’ she said,
as she got into the car.
’They can’t wait to hear
about our meeting.
’
* * *
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 favor,’ 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.
’
