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<blockquote data-quote="ups1990" data-source="post: 529017" data-attributes="member: 20195"><p>As Mother's day is approaching. Naturally our Mom is on our minds. We all have one particular story or two, that has never been erased from our memory, regarding Her love.</p><p> </p><p>Here's mine. My mother raised five children, practically on her own. One day, she served us cereal. All the children got milk, but not her. Mother poured water in her bowl. I, was too little to realize that the milk had run out. "Why did you put water on your cereal" I, recall asking. I want to see what it taste like, she replied. It puzzled me, why would she do that.</p><p> </p><p> </p><p>Years later. I told my Mom. I know why you did it. In my eyes this was an unselfish act of love towards your children. To her it was no big deal. To me it was a big lesson in parenting. Can't wait to see her Sunday, embrace her and say, I know why you did it.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="ups1990, post: 529017, member: 20195"] As Mother's day is approaching. Naturally our Mom is on our minds. We all have one particular story or two, that has never been erased from our memory, regarding Her love. Here's mine. My mother raised five children, practically on her own. One day, she served us cereal. All the children got milk, but not her. Mother poured water in her bowl. I, was too little to realize that the milk had run out. "Why did you put water on your cereal" I, recall asking. I want to see what it taste like, she replied. It puzzled me, why would she do that. Years later. I told my Mom. I know why you did it. In my eyes this was an unselfish act of love towards your children. To her it was no big deal. To me it was a big lesson in parenting. Can't wait to see her Sunday, embrace her and say, I know why you did it. [/QUOTE]
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