How About A Hug
I’ve said this a thousand times and still I can never say it enough. Being a mother is the hardest and most thankless job there is and yet they do it for free. In my mother’s eyes, “the needs of the family would always outweigh the needs of the one.” After all the bills were paid, the groceries bought and safely stored away in their larders, you might see her in the store, eyeing that new dress, or new pair of shoes or whatever items that she would have liked to have. She would even go so far as to pick it up, turn it over in her hands and possibly even put it in her cart. But by the time she left the store, it would still be sitting on the shelf. Because, in her words she could get by with what she had. Besides, one of the kids might need something between now and next payday. I think that most mothers are pretty much the same. This is why we have a special day set aside just for them. So pick up the phone, give them a call. They don’t want fancy presents or flowers. They just want you to tell them you love them. Trust me one day you’ll wake up and realize that there’s no phones in heaven.
A simple phone call
maybe a hug and a kiss—
Gives moms all they want
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