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 too, and she 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 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 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 favor," I responded.
During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation - nothing
extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each others 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 they deserve. Because nothing is
more important in life than family... and they shouldn't be put off
until "some other time.”
Don't be too late to say How much you
love your parents, your sons, your daughters, and your spouse. Today is a
good time to go and tell those beautiful words or better do something
so beautiful that they will cherish it forever.
God Bless.
