Wednesday, September 21, 2011

IN APPRECIATION OF MOTHERS


Mum and Dad were watching TV when Mum said, "I'm tired, and it's 
getting late. I think I'll go to bed." 
She went to the kitchen to make sandwiches for the next day's 
lunches. Rinsed out the popcorn bowls, checked the cereal box 
levels, filled the sugar container, put spoons and bowls on the 
table and started the coffee pot for brewing the next morning. 
She then put some wet clothes in the dryer, put a load of clothes 
into the washer, ironed a shirt and secured a loose button. She 
picked up the game pieces left on the table, put the phone back on 
the charger and put the telephone book into the drawer. She 
watered the plants, emptied a wastebasket and hung up a towel to 
dry. She yawned and stretched and headed for the bedroom. 
She stopped by the desk and wrote a note to the teacher, counted 
out some cash for the excursion and pulled a text book out from 
hiding under the chair. She signed a birthday card for a friend, 
addressed and stamped the envelope and wrote a quick note for the 
grocery store. She put both near her bag. 
Mum then washed her face with 3 in 1 cleanser, put on her Night 
Solution & age fighting moisturizer, brushed and flossed her teeth 
and filed her nails. 
Dad called out, "I thought you were going to bed." 
"I'm on my way," she said. She put some water into the dog's dish 
and let the cat outside, then made sure the doors were locked and 
the patio light was on. She looked in on each of the kids and 
turned out their bedside lamps and radios, hung up a shirt, threw 
some dirty socks into the hamper, and had a brief conversation 
with the one up still doing homework. 
In her own room, she set the alarm; laid out clothing for the next 
day, straightened up the shoe rack. She added three things to her 
6 most important things to do list. She said her prayers, and 
visualized the accomplishment of her goals. 
About that time, Dad turned off the TV 
and announced to no one in particular. "I'm going to bed." And he 
did...without another thought. 

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