A Mother’s Day Story


Tomorrow is the second Sunday of May, Mother’s Day, but I’m far away from home. Things weren’t good between us when I left. If only we’re together I could simply give her a card and a kiss or a cake to greet her and reconcile. But I’m away and a simple text message wouldn’t be enough.

While thinking about it, I found this story over the internet:

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.

Read more at http://www.theholidayspot.com/mothersday/stories/a_short_story.htm#dkD6MvExXfMsEoXd.99

I paused a few seconds to think. I sure couldn’t drive my way back home now and bought my mother flowers but I need to do something like that to let her know how much I love her.

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Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers out there!

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2 thoughts on “A Mother’s Day Story

    1. Yes, that’s what most of us do.. the reason why there’s a word called “regret”.
      Thank you for sharing those fantastic blogs! I’ll keep following your post. Thanks for following mine. 🙂

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