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love your mom
« on: 29 August 2008, 08:08:47 AM »
THE WORLD IS FULL OF SONS AND DAUGHTERS LIKE YOU AND ME.
 I had a marvelous mother who loved me, sacrificed for me, and helped me
in every way possible. In all of my growing up from childhood
through school and eventually marriage, my mother was always at
my side. And when I needed help with my little ones, she was there
for me.

A few years ago, we buried this wonderful woman. Can you imagine
how I felt when I returned home and found poem in her drawer written
by my mom?

THE TIME IS NOW
If you are ever going to love
Love me now while I can know

The sweet and tender feelings
Which from true affection flow
Love me now while I am living

Do not wait until I am gone
And then have it chiseled in marble
Sweet words on ice cold stone

If you have tender thoughts of me
Please let me know now

If you wait until I am sleeping
There will be death between us
And I won't hear you then

So if you love me, even a little bit
Let me know while I am living
So that I can treasure it

... Now she is gone and I am sick with guilt because I never told her
what she meant to me. Worse yet, I did not treat her, as she deserved
to be treated. I found time for everyone and everything but I never
made time for her. It would have been easy to drop in for a cup of tea
and a hug but my friends came first. Would any of them have done for me
what my mother did, I know the answer. When I called mom on the phone,
I was always in a hurry.

I feel ashamed when I think of the times I cut her off. I remember too,
the times I could have included her and didn't.

Our children loved Grandma from the times they were babies. They often
turn to her for comfort and advice. She understood them. I realise now
that I was too critical, too short-tempered, and too stingy with praise.

Grandma gave them unconditional love. The world is filled with sons,
daughters, and a child like me. I hope they see themselves in this letter
and realise from it.

If this has touched you, PLEASE PASS IT ON TO ALL THE SONS AND DAUGHTERS
WHO HAVE TO PRAISE THEIR MOM FOR EVERYTHING THEY ARE TODAY.

 > "work like you don't need the money,
 > love like you've never been hurt,
 > dance like nobody is watching .."

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