The telephone will not ring there will be no flowers there is only the memory of a little boy heading off for his first day of school. A tear forms and slowly flows across her cheek, she is old but still remembers. A smile slowly spreads across her face when she recalls the joy of his first hit in little league baseball and the look of glee upon his face.
A tear drops from mom’s eye as memories of his senior prom trickle past. He looked so grown up that night, he was becoming a man yet in her heart he was still, mom’s little boy.
Today there are no flowers and the telephone will not ring but it’s Mother’s Day and he would not have forgotten. He would remember he always did. He made those homemade cards and always called and sent flowers when he was away.
The little clay ashtray, a Mother’s Day gift from second grade sits on the nightstand and holds his high school ring. A gift of love provides yet again another memory. She knows today is Mother’s Day and there will be no flowers and the telephone will not ring.
She stares at the picture on the mantel and her eye drops another tear. He looks so young, so proud, he was a man, a new Marine it was 1966. His dog tags hang upon the frame his memory hangs within her heart.
It’s Mother’s Day. She will spend the day alone just as she has for 45 years. She’ll look one more time at the pressed flower in her bible; it was the last he ever sent. She’ll read once again that last letter, the one that says, “I love you mom, I’ll be home soon”.
His mom remembers, but for her this day if full of sorrow, full of memories and the lingering pain of loss. She will never forget and neither should we.
Today we should all remember and honor the mothers that have lost a son or daughter in service to our nation. Remember them for their sacrifice and suffering; take a moment to reflect on them so that they are not forgotten. Keep them in your thoughts and prayers today.
May God bless them all.