The Best Mother’s Day Gift Is...
Paul was driving home from work on Friday when he realized that Sunday was Mother’s Day. His mother was a couple of hours drive away, and he hadn’t put a card in the mail or made any plans whatsoever.
He drove to a flower shop to order a bouquet to be sent to her. Outside the store a girl sat on the sidewalk sobbing.
“Are you OK?” he asked the girl.
Wiping the tears from her eyes, she told him that she wanted to buy a rose for her mother but didn’t have enough money. The tears welled in her eyes again.
“Don’t cry,” Paul said. “I’m going to buy my mom some flowers, so why don’t I buy one for your mom, too?”
When they walked out of the shop, the girl thanked Paul and then ran across the street toward a nearby church. Paul watched as the girl ran past the church and into the small cemetery next to it. She laid the flower on a headstone and then sat down at the gravesite.
Now it was Paul who stood outside of the flower shop with tears moistening his eyes. He turned and went back inside to cancel his order. Minutes later, he walked out of the flower shop with a beautiful arrangement that he placed on the passenger seat of his car. He then drove the 150 miles to deliver the flowers to his mother.