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MY THOUGHTS...Short Stories And Poems.

SAY I LOVE YOU BEFORE IT

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This is a lovely story about finding time for family...
And in particular your parents.

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 f or 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 favour,"
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 so much my dear Son."
 At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time:
"I LOVE YOU!"
And to give the special people in our lives...
And our dear loved ones the time that they deserve.
Nothing in life is more important than God,
Friends and your beloved family.
Give them the time they deserve,
Because these things cannot be put off till "some other time."

This message should be given to everyone with an aging parent,
To a child, to an adult, to anyone with a parent.
Here's hoping today is better than yesterday and tomorrow is even better!
"LOVE THE HEART THAT HURTS YOU...
BUT NEVER HURT THE HEART THAT LOVES YOU...
BECAUSE FOR THE WORLD... YOU MAY BE SOMEONE...
 BUT FOR SOMEONE... YOU ARE THE WORLD."
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21:12 - Friday, August 25, 2006 - post comment

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Dear Dawn

That is the most profound and beautiful story, it really touched my heart is so beautiful that loved ones can find each other before their passing and have a sort of closure. I'm just so touched that I am at a loss for words and yet it has filled me with a sense of joy and inspiration that will remain with me always

(((((((((((((((((Many Hugs and Much Love Dawn)))))))))))))))))))

Love,

Heather

Heather - 00:49 - Friday, August 25, 2006

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Beautiful story. This reminds me of the way the death of my father affected me.



My dad had a lifetime of bad habits. A big strong ox of a man, who never showed any weakness or emotion. When his health deterioated, he became aware of his vulnerability, and we talked so much in the last few years of his life about things that really mattered. He told me about his pain, the choking hand that gripped his heart some nights and awoke him sweating. About his fear of dying. About how life happens while we're busy thinking about other things. About integrity to our own dreams. About how love is the only thing that matters, that connects us to each other and gives meaning to our lives when we die. My dad and I were great friends at the time of his death. I'm so glad I was able to tell him how much I loved him in the living years.

Scott, Glasgow - 02:00 - Sunday, August 27, 2006

THANK YOU SCOTT.

Thank you for your lovely comment, I'm so glad you liked the poem and it's message and also it meant so much to you.

Love and (((hugs))) to you and thank you once again from Dawnie :-)

DAWNIE - 15:59 - Sunday, August 27, 2006

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