MOTHER'S LOVE
A little boy came up to
his mother in the
kitchen one evening
while she was fixing
supper, and 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:
Rs:50.00
For cleaning up my
room this week: Rs:20.00
For going to the store
for you: Rs:10.00
Baby-sitting my kid
brother while you went
shopping: Rs:10.00
Taking out the garbage:
RS:20.00
For getting a good
report card: Rs:50.00
For cleaning up and
raking the yard: Rs:30.00
Total owed: Rs:190.00
Well, his mother looked
at him standing there,
and the boy could see
the memories flaashing
through her mind. She
picked up the pen,
turned over the paper
he'd written on, and this
is what she wrote:
For the nine months I
carried you while you
were growing inside
me:
No Charge
For all the nights that
I've sat up with you,
doctored and prayed
for you:
No Charge
For all the trying times,
and all the tears that
you've caused through
the years:
No Charge
For all the nights that
were filled with dread,
and for the worries I
knew were ahead:
No Charge
For the toys, food,
clothes, and even
wiping your nose:
No Charge
Son, when you add it
up, the cost of my love
is:
No Charge.
When the boy finished
reading what his mother
had written, there were
big tears in his eyes,
and he looked straight
at his mother and said,
"Mom, I sure do love
you." And then he took
the pen and in great big
letters he wrote: "PAID
IN FULL".