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28 July 2008 @ 10:31 am
Have you called your mom lately?  
I ran across this story and wanted to share it.



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 sick,' 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 at 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
angels. '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.'