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2002-03-20 06:25:56 (UTC)

Sweet Mom

When you came into the world, she held you in her arms.
You thanked her by wailing like a banshee.
When you were 1 year old, she fed you and bathed you. You
thanked her by crying all night long.
When you were 2 years old, she taught you to walk. You
thanked her by running away when she called.
When you were 3 years old, she made all your meals with
love. You thanked her by tossing your plate on the floor.
When you were 4 years old, she gave you some crayons You
thanked her by colouring the dining room table.
When you were 5 years old, she dressed you for the
holidays. You thanked her
by plopping into the nearest
pile of mud
When you were 6 years old, she walked you to school. You
thanked her by screaming, "I'M NOT GOING!"
When you were 7 years old, she bought you a baseball. You
thanked her by throwing it through the next-door-
neighbour's window.
When you were 8 years old, she handed you an ice cream. You
thanked her by dripping it all over your lap.
When you were 9 years old, she paid for piano lessons. You
thanked her by never even bothering to practice.
When you were 10 years old, she drove you all day, from
soccer to gymnastics to one birthday party after another.
You thanked her by jumping out of the car and
never looking back.
When you were 11 years old, she took you and your friends
to the movies. You thanked her by asking to sit in a
different row.
When you were 12 years old, she warned you not to watch
certain TV shows.
You thanked her by waiting until she left the house.
Those teenage years
When you were 13, she suggested a haircut that was
becoming. You thanked her by telling her she had no taste.
When you were 14, she paid for a month away at summer camp.
You thanked her by forgetting to write a single letter.
When you were 15, she came home from work, looking for a
hug. You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked.
When you were 16, she taught you how to drive her car. You
thanked her by taking it every chance you could.
When you were 17, she was expecting an important call. You
thanked her by being on the phone all night.
When you were 18, she cried at your high school graduation.
You thanked her by staying out partying until dawn.
Growing old and grey
When you were 19, she paid for your college tuition, drove
you to campus, carried your bags. You thanked her by
saying good-bye outside the door so you
wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.
When you were 20, she asked whether you were seeing anyone.
You thanked her by saying, "It's none of your business."
When you were 21, she suggested certain careers for your
future. You thanked her by saying, "I don't want to be like
you."
When you were 22, she hugged you at your college
graduation. You thanked her by asking whether she could pay
for a trip to Europe.
When you were 23, she gave you furniture for your first
apartment. You thanked her by telling your friends it was
ugly.
When you were 24, she met your fiancé and asked about your
plans for the future. You thanked her by glaring and
growling, "Muuhh-ther, please!"
When you were 25, she helped to pay for your wedding, and
she cried and told you how deeply she loved you. You
thanked her by moving halfway across the
country.
When you were 30, she called with some advice on the baby.
You thanked her by telling her, "Things are different now."
When you were 40, she called to remind you of an relative's
birthday. You thanked her by saying you were "really busy
right now."
When you were 50, she fell ill and needed you to take care
of her. You thanked her by reading about the burden parents
become to their children.
And then, one day, she quietly died. And everything you
never did came crashing down like thunder.
"Rock me baby, rock me all night long." The hand who rocks
the cradle...may rock the world".
Let us take a moment of the time just to pay tribute/show
appreciation to the person called MOM though some may not
say it openly to their mother. There's no
substitute for her. Cherished every single moment. Though
at times she may not be the best of friends, may not agree
to our thoughts, she is still your
mother!!! She will be there for you...to listen to your
woes, your bragging, your frustrations, etc. Ask
yourself.....have you put aside enough time for here
to listen to her "blues" of working in the kitchen, her
tiredness??? Be tactful, loving and still show her due
respect though you may have a different view
from hers. Once gone, only fond memories of the past and
also regrets will be left.
DON'T TAKE FOR GRANTED THE THINGS CLOSEST TO YOUR HEART.
LOVE HER MORE THAN U LOVE YOURSELF. LIFE IS MEANINGLESS
WITHOUT HER...


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