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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... (more)
The following letter was written by a mother to her daughter. Simply put…it is beautiful reminder of a mother / daughter (or son) relationship.
“My dear girl, the day you see I’m getting old, I ask you to please be patient, but most of all, try to understand what I’m going through.
If when we talk, I repeat the same thing a thousand times, don’t interrupt to say: “You said the same thing a minute ago”… Just listen, please. Try to remember the times when you were little and I would read the same story night after night until you would fall asleep.
When I don’t want... (more)
It was a week before Christmas and my dearly beloved mother was in a coma. She was dying of cancer and had been unconscious since early that afternoon. It was the third night in a row that my wife and I had made our two hour trip to come to my mother’s house to say”goodbye” to her.
The hospice doctor had told me three days earlier that he believed that mom would pass away at any time and that we should visit her to be with her when she passed. So, for those three nights, we would make our trip to be with her and wait for the dreaded moment to come.
Leaving her house each night... (more)
Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling. They found out that the new baby was going be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in mommy's tummy. He was building a bond of love with his little sister before he even met her. The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen, an active member of the Panther Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown, Tennessee! In time, the labor pains came. Soon it was every five minutes, every... (more)
... in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper... (more)
Strippers are not born. Yes, I know, all strippers are born but they are not born or destined to be a stripper. Strippers come from every background conceivable. One of my favorite questions I hate to answer is when someone asks me why a person becomes a stripper because for every person there is a reason and for every person there is her specific story. I will say that it has been my experience over the years that money is a key factor that lures women to strip their clothes off as a career. Even tho y'all will hear me joke about stripping as a profession or anything that happens around it... (more)
MY mom has been gone for more than 10 years now but I stil think of her almost everyday. So, to my mom and all the other mothers out there...this one is for you...
This is for all the mothers who froze their buns off on metal bleachers at soccer games on Friday night, instead of watching from cars. So that when their kids asked, "Did you see my goal?" They could say, "Of course, wouldn't have missed it for the world," and mean it.
This is for all the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry... (more)
All you have to do then is wait for her to come begging for you to take her back. It should only take a couple hours, depending on how far away the crackwhore lives. Make a deal with her – you’ll take her back and be her mom as long as she promises to treat you better. She’ll agree in a heartbeat. And if she ever starts slipping back into her bitchy ways, just threaten to take her to live with her mother. She’ll behave, she’ll appreciate you much more, and she’ll show you the respect you deserve.
Peace, Love, and Happy Mother’s Day,
A child’s whole world revolves around his mother for at least 3 years. In fact infants have no sense of an identity separate from their mother till after the “terrible two” are over. The bonding between mother and baby is incredible; a baby's cry is specifically designed to upset and jump-start Mum into rushing to her infant. The milk let down reflex is even triggered by a cry which is embarrassing if we dawdle.
This is not social conditioning; new mothers are startled to discover the joy, strong bonds and fierce protective instincts that spring into action the moment they hold their... (more)
...in a cold bath, with his leg sticking straight out in a cast, while I attempted to haul him up! Both times I laughed so hard that I ended up on the floor. My husband did not even smile.
Usually, though my laughter cuts tension, sadness and anger. I even laughed on the worst day of my mothering career.
One evening, when I had only four children, everyone was finally asleep and Michael had gone out to play hockey with his house league team.
"Ah", I thought to myself, "A chance to put my feet up and enjoy a bit of reading".
A couple of minutes into my free time,... (more)