I thought it might be time for a little reflection on what is really important. My dad sent me this story that has been floating around the Internet. I think it really makes a great point. With school starting back this week, parents will again be getting progress reports and report cards before they know it. May we all be as lucky as the mother in this story:
A mother passing by her son's bedroom was astonished to see that his bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then she saw an envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow that was addressed to "Mom." With the worst premonition she opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the letter.
Dear Mom,
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and you. I have been finding real passion with Stacy and she is so nice. But I knew you would not approve of her because of all her piercings, tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes and the fact that she is 18.
But it's not only the passion...Mom, she's pregnant. Stacy said that we will be very happy. She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children.
Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be growing it for ourselves and trading it with the other people that live nearby for cocaine and ecstasy. In the meantime we will pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Stacy can get better. She deserves it.
Don't worry Mom. I'm 15 and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure that we will be back to visit so that you can get to know your grandchildren.
Love,
Your Son Jon
P.S. Mom, none of the above is true. I'm over at Tommy's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the report card that's in my center desk drawer. I love you. Call me when it's safe to come home.
Good luck this school year: may you never know anything worse in life than having a funny, funny teen who would be clever enough to leave you this kind of letter and even remember to say "I love you" at the end! He/she may still leave you with gray hairs, but those kind are a pleasure to earn!
Melony
3 comments:
Oh My Gosh!! I loved this!!
How Funny!! And I needed a good laugh!
CaveDwellers
Somehow if we aren't happy, joyous, and free to laugh at ourselves and with others we're missing out on life today.
My Life doesn't have to be a vail of tears today; we have choices.
Grateful people are happy people, and those that aren't, aren't.
Thanks Mel
CaveDwellers, I am glad you got a laugh out of it, because that is what I had hoped people would do, laugh!! I did, in relief!!
Anonymous, you are soooo right - it is a choice and I am one grateful, grateful person!! If we could just keep that gratitude in our sights, no matter how bad our situation, we would be much happier.
Do you remember how rich you felt as a small child from just being given something like a piece of gum? I wish I could be that grateful all the time!!
Thanks both of you for those positive thoughts!
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