"Being a full-time mother is one of the highest salaried jobs in my field, since the payment is pure love." ~Mildred B. Vermont~

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Family-Means: FAMILY = (F)ather (A)nd (M)other (I) (L)ove (Y)ou

I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
'Oh excuse me please' was my reply.

He said, 'Please excuse me too;
I wasn't watching for you.'

We were very polite, this stranger and I.
We went on our way and we said goodbye.

But at home a different story is told,
How we treat our loved ones, young and old.

Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
My son stood beside me very still.

When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
'Move out of the way,' I said with a frown.

He walked away, his little heart broken.
I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.

While I lay awake in bed,

God's still small voice came to me and said,

'While dealing with a stranger,
common courtesy you use,
but the family you love, you seem to abuse.

Go and look on the kitchen floor,
You'll find some flowers there by the door.

Those are the flowers he brought for you.
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.

He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes.'

By this time, I felt very small,
And now my tears began to fall.

I quietly went and knelt by his bed;
'Wake up, little one, wake up,' I said.

'Are these the flowers you picked for me?'
He smiled, 'I found 'em, out by the tree.

I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.
I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue.'

I said, 'Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;
I shouldn't have yelled at you that way.'
He said, 'Oh, Mom, that's okay.
I love you anyway.'

I said, 'Son, I love you too,
and I do like the flowers, especially the blue.'

If we died tomorrow, the company
that we are working for could easily replace us in ;
a matter of days.
But the family we left behind will feel the loss
for the rest of their lives.

And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more
into work than into our own family,
an unwise investment indeed,

don't you think?
So what is behind the story?


  1. Abi nku ang family ces, Mama, Papa dug Katre hehehe joke. bitaw oi nice accronym and definition of family. Loving it. Thanks kaayo sa dalaw ces oi ug commnetos, na nakaanak jd ko paglunes, imbes nagplano pako ug post about sa pregnancy ug take picture sa akong tiyan for remembrance hehehehe kagawason naman hinuon si inday justine. Early sa buntag 4:00 am ko sge na ako contraction pero wala lng ko mamukaw ako bana ky sayo pa kaayo iadto sa ospital, ako ra gi antos, pag alas 5 namukaw nku nya contact namu friend niya to watch jake while we were at the hospital. Pag alas 7:00 gikan nami padung ospita pag abot didto 5 to 6 cm dilated nku astang sakita jud.

  2. ur right sis, family jud ang importante to be treasured.

  3. this is very interesting teCes.....love this one!

  4. ahh that is very true...family is the only one we can depend on...nice one Ces

  5. wow..very touching...bitaw oi, dapat mag invest sa family ug more attention and love than blogging lol...TY ani Ces hahaha kay murag akong nawong naa na sa comp kay nag blogging..haha

    naa ra me diri sa balay oi kay hastang inita igawas. hehe TY sa visit.

  6. I am back here Ces. Add Palihog ako blogs bi: http://www.mycameratrip.blogspot.com/

    add na nko nia...pud...suroy lang ko kay labon dpa ako katulgon

  7. This poem speaks volumes! Nakakaiyak, but it's true, we oftentimes treat our family harshly especially when we're tired or there is pressure at work. It reminds me to watch how I act around my kid.

  8. i was teary eyed while reading this post. true ces i sometimes treat my sons like this. but after awhile i say sorry, too.

    btw, have a tag for u here ces, i hope ul post this and thank u in advance http://www.mymoods.net/2009/09/strengthen-friendship-award.html