Mother's Day

Tomorrow is Mother's Day , and I'd like to share with you the following:

A man stopped at a flower shop to order some flowers to be wired to his mother who lived two hundred miles away. As he got out of his car he noticed a young girl sitting on the curb sobbing. He asked her what was wrong and she replied, "I wanted to buy a red rose for my mother. But I only have seventy-five cents, and a rose costs two dollars."

The man smiled and said, "Come on in with me. I'll buy you a rose."

He bought the little girl her rose and ordered his own mother's flowers. As they were leaving he offered the girl a ride home.

She said, "Yes, please! You can take me to my mother."

She directed him to a cemetery, where she placed the rose on a freshly dug grave.

The man returned to the flower shop, canceled the wire order, picked up a bouquet and drove the two hundred miles to his mother's house.

--Unknown--

In today's world of computers and cell phones, it is so very easy to get lost in our own little world.  Instead of sending a 'real' card, we text message our loved one and send a computer card. We feel that as long as we have called or jotted down a note we have done our part. It is sad that in today's fast-paced technological world, may feel that spending quality time with loved ones may not be activities that you view as essential. Like the man in the story above, we pick up the phone and order our flowers...and on this Mother's Day, many mothers will have their flowers delivered by a stranger. 


We forget that life is short, and time passes, and it passes quickly .  Once lost, it can never be retrieved. One day, all too soon, our loved one won't be with us, so we must never pass up an opportunity to quality spend time with your loved ones. And even though I will be receiving cards and gifts from my children, I feel a pinch of pain that we are not sending a card to my own mother.

My mom and I never had what one would call a great mother/daughter relationship, but this Mother's Day I'll be missing her terribly. She was my mom, and we only have one. I have regrets that I didn't try a little harder or do things differently when she was still alive. I know that deep in her heart, she knew how much I loved her.  I just didn't tell her enough. I really do miss you, Mom. 

Don't live with regrets. Spend much time as you can loving and caring for the people who love you. Enjoy each precious moment with them. There is nothing important than family.