I sat at the dinner table one day long ago and I was around 7 or 8; just a boy learning about life in the 2nd grade, and Mom served me a dinner plate of Liver and grilled onions. It wasnt my favorite dish, but knowing Mom had cooked and prepared it was something special. She did everything she could to feed her Children and feed them the right kinds of food she believed were good at the time. I tried so hard to enjoy my liver but the taste was not something I looked forward to, so I found a way to use my napkin and spit out my half chewed liver, and hid it under the table. I dont know if Mom ever caught on.. if I could go back to that time, I would thank her for being such a wonderful Mom in preparing us dinner with Love. I would thank God for providing, for giving my Dad a job to feed us and give us a home. I would thank God at that very moment for what I had been blessed with and not take my parents for granted. I would hold them tight and kiss them like there was no tomorrow.
Posted on: Sun, 17 Nov 2013 00:05:38 +0000
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