A Mom and Her Son

Thursday April 14, 2010

This is a true tale of a mom and her son, reposted from my boy mom blog in November.

One evening a mother attends her son’s last football game. In a nice ceremony at halftime, the senior football players and their parents are honored. Mom (and the other senior football players’ moms) receive roses. The roses are taken home, placed in a vase, and given a place of honor.

The next evening, the football player asks to pinch a rose from his mom’s collection…to give to a girl.

And what does Mom do? She says, “Sure.”

Then she goes in search of a special ribbon to dress up the single rose.

That’s how it goes with a mom and her son.

For the love of boys,

18 comments:

Suzanne said...

Thank you for dropping by! Lately I've felt greatly discouraged! We are in the process of moving and I don't know what direction the Lord wants us to go...
I keep waiting for the big neon sign!
This possible move has left me tired emotionally, mentally and physically.
I hope to get refreshed somehow, by going back to my routine of coffee and time in prayer in the early morning...until then, it's so good to hear from moms like you! :) Thanks again!

~*~ saskia ~*~ said...

Such a sweet sweet story, Laura. Your blog is lovely!

Have a happy Wednesday. xo

KINDRED HEART WRITERS said...

Oh I really like this one!!!

Carrie Schmeck said...

What a lovely illustration of the continual sacrifice we moms face as we raise our boys to be men. It's different than with daughters. We aren't meant to know the details of our sons' lives. But we are to support and encourage them to be men of character, thoughtfulness, and integrity. What a gift that we get to have a hand in raising them!

Kimberly said...

a mom's love would give anything for her child,
(but I don't really like roses or 'ceremonial things' anyway.... which defeats the purpose of the story- but many times moms have given up their favorite ________ or their last ______ or their very special ______ for their child. what makes is to much better is when my boys sacrifice for me/others and offer to give things up to be kind to me/others- and I see they got it- they understand and they know to show love-)

e-Mom said...

Sweeeeet! :~D

Victoria said...

So sweet!

Sierra said...

So True! Though I am no where near ready for my boys to be giving anyone flowers!

Karen said...

Ah, yes, even now with my boy at 27, he can still have the rose. Such a great story of the love of a mom. Thanks Laura.

Mary said...

That is so very true...do you think they even notice? Sometimes I wonder...

tea said...

Yep, that would be true. I haven't been there yet, but I can imagine...sort of. :) Thank you for stopping by my blog today!! :)

My Three Sons said...

Hello,

Just wanted to stop by and say thanks for leaving a comment on my blog. Sorry it took so long. My computer was down due a virus and then we were out of town and then asthma and now strep throat. Never a dull moment around my house.

I will put you on my blog list for all to share.

Alely L. said...

wow, brings tears to my eyes. that was sweet and thanks for sharing.

thank you also for dropping by my blog and for your sweet comment. i really appreciate that.

4 boys! how fun is that!

xo, alely

Sage said...

Lovely story and you are so right! I hope all your readers can discover what I have with my 4 boys; we are very close. Don't kid yourself; you will go through many conflicts as they grow older but it is so important to keep the doors open. My oldest is now 46. You can't ever love them too much.
Rita

barbarah said...

Very sweet -- and very true to life.

Blessedmom's Simple Home said...

Oh, I love this story. As the mom of 4 boys myself, I know this is exactly the way it could happen here too.
My oldest son bought me a dozen roses when he was about 17, and they're dried and in a sweet old canning jar now on a shelf in my bedroom :-)
Blessings,
Marcia

Boy Crazy said...

Oh, I think I might feel bad! But maybe not. Maybe that's just the mother of little boys talking, and that once I'm there -- with a teenager - that I'll get it. I hope so. :)

-elizabeth

Staci said...

Very sweet post! I'm not quite sure I'm ready for the day my little boy grows up to be a teen. Right now, I'll be happy that his teachers are the only girls he wants to give flowers to.

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