Question

short heart touch stories on mother's love.

and with moral

Answer 1

Rose for Mother..!

A man went to a flower shop to order some flowers to be wired to a distant place. Order of flower was to be sent to his mother who lived three hundred miles away.

As man got out of shop and went to his car, he noticed a young girl sitting alone on footpath crying.
He went to girl and asked her, “Are you alright?”

She replied, “I want to buy rose for my mother but i have only one dollar and a single rose cost 2 dollar.”

Man smiled toward that girl and said, “Come with me. I will buy that rose for you.”

He took that girl into flower shop and asked girl to order rose for her mother.

As girl was leaving shop with Rose, man offered girl to give her ride. She accepted and said, “Yes please.. take me to my mother.”

She directed him toward cemetery where she placed that rose on freshly dug grave.

At that moment man realized something and went back to flower shop and cancelled the order he placed before and then picked up a bouquet and drove three hundred miles to his mother’s house.

Moral:
Life is too Short. We should spend as much as time with Loved one while we can. Love Your Parents and give Time to Them as there is nothing important than Family.

Answer 2

My mom only had one eye. I hated her… she was such an embarrassment. My mom ran a small shop at a flea market. She collected little weeds and such to sell… anything for the money we needed she was such an embarrassment. There was this one day during elementary school.

I remember that it was field day, and my mom came. I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out. The next day at school… “Your mom only has one eye?!” and they taunted me.

I wished that my mom would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom, “Mom, why don’t you have the other eye?! You’re only going to make me a laughingstock. Why don’t you just die?” My mom did not respond. I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that I had said what I’d wanted to say all this time. Maybe it was because my mom hadn’t punished me, but I didn’t think that I had hurt her feelings very badly.