WHY I LOVE MOM....
Mum and Dad were watching TV when Mum said, "I'm tired, and its getting late. I think I'll go to bed."
She went to the kitchen to make sandwiches for the next day's lunches. Took meat out of the freezer for dinner the following evening, checked the cereal box for breakfast and put spoons and bowls on the table. She then put a load of clothes into the washer and ironed a shirt.
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 and emptied a rubbish bin.
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 an 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.
Mum then washed her face, put on her night solution and age-fighting moisturiser, 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 then made sure the doors were locked.
She looked on in the kids, turned out their bedside lamps, threw some dirty socks into the basket, and had a brief conversation with the one up still doing homework.
In her own room, she set the alarm and laid out clothing for the next day. She added three things to her six most important things to do list and said her prayers.
About the same time, Dad turned off the tv and announced to no one in particular, "I'm going to bed." And he did....without another thought.
Anything extraordinary here? Wonder why women live longer?
'CAUSE WE ARE MADE FOR THE LONG HAUL... (and we can't die sooner, we still have things to do!!!)
* This mail has been doing the rounds on the internet for quite sometime now. It is dedicated to every mother, working or non-working; or rather, to every woman, who carried the weight of the world on her shoulders.
She went to the kitchen to make sandwiches for the next day's lunches. Took meat out of the freezer for dinner the following evening, checked the cereal box for breakfast and put spoons and bowls on the table. She then put a load of clothes into the washer and ironed a shirt.
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 and emptied a rubbish bin.
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 an 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.
Mum then washed her face, put on her night solution and age-fighting moisturiser, 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 then made sure the doors were locked.
She looked on in the kids, turned out their bedside lamps, threw some dirty socks into the basket, and had a brief conversation with the one up still doing homework.
In her own room, she set the alarm and laid out clothing for the next day. She added three things to her six most important things to do list and said her prayers.
About the same time, Dad turned off the tv and announced to no one in particular, "I'm going to bed." And he did....without another thought.
Anything extraordinary here? Wonder why women live longer?
'CAUSE WE ARE MADE FOR THE LONG HAUL... (and we can't die sooner, we still have things to do!!!)
* This mail has been doing the rounds on the internet for quite sometime now. It is dedicated to every mother, working or non-working; or rather, to every woman, who carried the weight of the world on her shoulders.
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