chicken soup for breakfast :)

October 25, 2009

 

goodmorning blogger addict. (i meant that for meself. lol). today, i decided to share a story, an inspiring story from the book “chicken soup for the soul”. 

before that, after we got home from our trip last night, i still stayed out and hang out with my cousins BECAUSE i was waiting for my steak and chicken in cafe world to get cook, so that i can serve it. how funny is that? haha. i feel so immature. but whatevs, i love that game. and so i got home 12, but my bother is already using the PC. what a bummer. tskk. haha. and because i wasnt sleepy, i decided to read a book that would inspire me, before i sleep. 

so uhm, here’s the story:

NO CHARGE - . Adams

our little boy came up to his mother in the kitchen one evening while she was fixing supper, and he handed her a piece of paper that he had been writing on. after his mom dried her hands on an apron, she read it, and this is what it said.

  •  for cutting the grass                                         - $5.00
  • for cleaning up my room this week                      - $1.00
  • for going to the store for you                            -      .50
  • baby-sitting my brother                                     -      .25
  • taking out the garbage                                      - $ 1.00
  • for getting good report card                              - $ 5.00
  • for cleaning up and raking the yard                    - $ 2.00
  • TOTAL OWED:                                                   $ 14.75

 

well, i’ll tell you, his mother looked at him standing expectantly, and boy, could i see her memories flashing through her mind. so, she picked up the pen, and turned the paper he’d written on, amd this is what she wrote:

for the nine months i carried you while you were growing insidew me, no charge.

for all the nights i’ve sat up with you, doctored and prayed for you, no charge.

for all the trying times, and the tears you’ve caused through the years, no charge.

when you add it all up, the cost of MY LOVE is NO CHARGE.

for all the nights that were field with dread, and the worries i knew were ahead, no charge.

for the toys, food, clothes, and for even wiping your nose, there’s no charge, son.

and when you add it all up, the full cost of REAL LOVE IS NO CHARGE.

 

well, friends, when our son finished reading what his mother had written, there were great big old tears in his eyes, and he looked straight up at his mother and said, “Mom, i sure do love you”. and then he took the pen and in great bg letters he wrote: “PAID IN FULL”.

 - e n d -

i decided to share this story because the first time ive read it, it really made me cry. it made me feel guilt, hurt, and love all at the same time by my mom. i was overwhelmed with my mom. and i hate it that sometimes, i feel that i want to hate her, but i will never ever. because my mom is a great mom, all mommies are. that’s why even though sometimes, my mom is a monster mom (sorry mommy Ü), i still love her, i will always love her. i love you mom, more than these 3 little words can say. 

love your mother a lot. never ever hate them, and if you can control, dont be mad at them for their imperfections, because that’s what really make them unique and lovable. and dont get mad for their overprotectiveness, because it just shows they really really love and care for you. feel lucky that they are with you, taking care of you. because some people didnt experience to have one.

 

hope you learn something.

HAVE A HAPPY LUNCH. :)

 

 

PS. i started writing this post, at 9:30 - breakfast time. but i finished it 11:30 - LUNCH TIME! the truth is, i finished it at 10:30 but our connection suddenly got lost, and boom! my post was deleted too. so i had to rewrite everything again. woooow. 

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