I went to the birthday party of the mother of a friend of mine the other day. It was in Beaumont, so I caught a ride with another friend. We got to talking (you can tell I'm in Texas!) about families, and she mentioned that her mother had called her a couple times in the last month or two and she hadn't had a chance to get back with her. It reminded me of something I might have said a few years back. There were many times that I meant to call, but you know how busy life gets and good intentions just stay that way. Two years ago this week, my mother passed away. I was blessed to have had the privilege of being with her in the last hour of her life, and as a result, I am at peace with her death. It would have been tragic if we had not had the opportunity to say the things we needed to say. I told my friend not to wait any longer. We never know when our loved ones will be gone. So today, for me and all the other people in the world that have lost their mothers, call yours and tell her you love her.
