Seriously...Read This
sorry bout tha lil > things...its from an email
After 21 years of marriage, I discovered a new way of keeping
>>>>alive
>>>>the spark of love. A little while ago I had to go out with
>>>>another woman.
>>>>It was really my wife's idea. "I know that you love her," she
>>>>said one
>>>>day,
>>>>taking me by surprise. "But I love YOU," I protested.
>>>>"I know, but you also love her"
>>>>
>>>>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, are 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 nice to pass 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 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 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 because her eyes could
>>>>only read
>>>>large print.
>>>>Half way through the entrees, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom
>>>>sitting there
>>>>staring at me.
>>>>A nostalgic smile 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 others 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 was almost sure that I
>>>>couldn't 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."
>>>>
>>>>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 "good" mothers never raise their voices...somebody
>>>>never
>>>>came out the back door just in time to see her child hit a golf
>>>>ball
>>>>through the neighbor's
>>>>kitchen window.
>>>>
>>>>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 fifth child as much as you love
>>>>the first
>>>>...somebody
>>>>doesn't have five children.
>>>>
>>>>Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor 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 do her job with her eyes closed and
>>>>one hand
>>>>tied behind her back ... somebody never organized seven giggling
>>>>Brownies
>>>>to sell cookies.
>>>>
>>>>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 anyone
>>>>that has
>>>>a mother.
After 21 years of marriage, I discovered a new way of keeping
>>>>alive
>>>>the spark of love. A little while ago I had to go out with
>>>>another woman.
>>>>It was really my wife's idea. "I know that you love her," she
>>>>said one
>>>>day,
>>>>taking me by surprise. "But I love YOU," I protested.
>>>>"I know, but you also love her"
>>>>
>>>>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, are 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 nice to pass 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 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 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 because her eyes could
>>>>only read
>>>>large print.
>>>>Half way through the entrees, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom
>>>>sitting there
>>>>staring at me.
>>>>A nostalgic smile 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 others 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 was almost sure that I
>>>>couldn't 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."
>>>>
>>>>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 "good" mothers never raise their voices...somebody
>>>>never
>>>>came out the back door just in time to see her child hit a golf
>>>>ball
>>>>through the neighbor's
>>>>kitchen window.
>>>>
>>>>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 fifth child as much as you love
>>>>the first
>>>>...somebody
>>>>doesn't have five children.
>>>>
>>>>Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor 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 do her job with her eyes closed and
>>>>one hand
>>>>tied behind her back ... somebody never organized seven giggling
>>>>Brownies
>>>>to sell cookies.
>>>>
>>>>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 anyone
>>>>that has
>>>>a mother.