Saturday, July 20, 2013
Love/Squish
Spiders?
I love spiders. We have a love/squish relationship. If they stay
outside or wherever I don't have to see them, Catching other nuisance
bugs in their beautiful webs, then I'll welcome them with open arms.
But spider, if I catch you near me, I'll kill you.
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Cherish what you have :)
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, 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 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 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. 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.”
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 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 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. 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.”
Just a thought :)
You are capable of extending love to every human you come across; unconditionally, uncontrolled, and unselfishly, all because of the fact that you are a child of the most loving being in all of the Universe!!!
Friday, July 12, 2013
A Long-stem Rose
Her hair was up in a ponytail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today
was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy
tried to tell her...,
that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand,
if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what
to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But
still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was
why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl
went to school eager to tell them all, about a dad she never sees, a
dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for
everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their
seats. One by one the teacher called a student from the class, to
introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher
called her name, every child turned to stare, each of them was
searching, a man who wasn't there. 'Where's her daddy at?' she heard a
boy call out. 'She probably doesn't have one,' another student dared to
shout. And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say, 'Looks
like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day.' The words did not
offend her, as she smiled up at her Mom, and looked back at her
teacher, who told her to go on. And with hands behind her back, slowly
she began to speak. And out from the mouth of a child, came words
incredibly unique. 'My Daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far
away. But I know he wishes he could be, since this is such a special
day. And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know, all about my
daddy, and how much he loves me so. He loved to tell me stories, he
taught me to ride my bike, and he surprised me with pink roses, and
taught me to fly a kite. We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream
in a cone, and though you cannot see him, I'm not standing here alone.
'Cause my daddy's always with me, even though we are apart, I know
because he told me, he'll forever be in my heart. ‘With that, her little
hand reached up, and lay across her chest, feeling her own heartbeat,
beneath her favorite dress. And from somewhere here in the crowd of
dads, her mother stood in tears, proudly watching her daughter, who was
wise beyond her years. She stood up for the love of a man not in her
life, doing what was best for her, doing what was right. And when she
dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd, she
finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud. 'I love
my daddy very much, he's my shining star, and if he could, he'd be here,
but heaven's just too far. You see he is a soldier and died just this
past year, when a roadside bomb hit his convoy and taught the world to
fear. But sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away.'
And then she closed her eyes, and saw him there that day. And to her
mother’s amazement, she witnessed with surprise. A room full of daddies
and children, all starting to close their eyes. Who knows what they saw
before them, who knows what they felt inside. Perhaps for merely a
second, they saw him at her side. 'I know you're with me Daddy,' to the
silence she called out. And what happened next made believers, of those
once filled with doubt. Not one in that room could explain it, for each
of their eyes had been closed. But there on the desk beside her, was a
fragrant long-stemmed rose. And a child was blessed, if only for a
moment, by the love of her shining star. And given the gift of
believing, that heaven is never too far.
Saturday, July 6, 2013
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
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