We were very polite, this stranger and I. We went on
our way and we said good-bye
 

But at home a different story is told, How we treat our loved ones, young and old.

Later that day, cooking the evening meal, My son stood beside me very still.

When I turned, I nearly knocked him down. "Move out of the way," I said
with a frown.

He walked away, his little heart broken. I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.
 

While I lay awake in bed, God's still small voice came to me and said,
"While dealing with a stranger, common courtesy you use, but the
children you love, you seem to abuse.
Go and look on the kitchen floor, You'll find some flowers there by the
door.  Those are the flowers he brought for you. He picked them himself: pink,
yellow and blue.
He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise, you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."

By this time, I felt very small, And now my tears began to fall.
I quietly went and knelt by his bed; "Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.

"Are these the flowers you picked for me?" He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.

I picked 'em because they're pretty like you. I knew you'd like 'em,
especially the blue."

I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today; I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."
 

He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay. I love you anyway.
 

I said, "Son, I love you too, and I do like the flowers, especially the
blue."
 

FAMILY

Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company  that we are working
for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family we left
behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves
more into work than into our own family, an unwise investment indeed,
don't you think? So what is behind the story?

Do you know what the word FAMILY means?

FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU