a very touchy story specialy sa mga moms and sons na my gap..... try to read this

by **_-=[xxxshinxxx]=-_** Mon Oct 05, 2009 4:54 pm

After 21 years of marriage, I discovered a new way of keeping
> alive
> > > the spark of love. A little while ago I had started to go out with
> > another
> > > woman. It was really my wife's idea. "I know that you
> > > love her," she said one day, taking me by surprise.
> > > "But I love YOU," I protested. "I know, but you also love her."
> > > 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 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 pass some time with you,"
> I
> > > responded. "Just the two of us."
> > > She thought about it for a moment 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 entree, 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 was almost sure that I couldn't be
> there
> > > but, never-the-less, I paid for two plates -- one for you and the
> other
> > for
> > > you wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. I love
> you."
> > > 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 God and your family. Give them the time
> they
> > > deserve, because these things cannot be put off to "some other time".

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