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After 21 years of marriage, I discovered a new way of keeping alive
the spark of love. A little while ago I had started to go out with
another woman. It was really my wife's idea.

"I know that you love her," she said one day, taking me by
surprise. "But I love YOU," I protested.

"I know, but you also love her."The other woman that my wife wanted
me to visit was my mother, who has been a widow for 19 years, but
the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible
to visit her only occasionally.

That night I called to invite her
to go out for dinner and a movie. "What's wrong, are you well?" she
asked. My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late
night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.

"I thought that it would be pleasant to pass some time with you," I

"Just the two of us."

She thought about it for a moment then said "I would like that very

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit

When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be
nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on.

She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn
to celebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face
that was as radiant as an angel's.

"I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they
were impressed," she said, as she got into the car. "They can't
wait to hear about our meeting". We went to a restaurant that,
although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. my mother took my arm
as if she were the First Lady.

After we sat down, I had to read the menu to her. Her eyes could
only read large print. Half way through the entree, I lifted my
eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me.

A nostalgic smile was on her lips. "It was I who used t o have to
read the menu when you were small," she said.

"Then it's time for you to relax and let me return the favor," I

During the dinner we had an agreeable conversation, nothing
extraordinary - but catching up on recent events of each others lives. We talked so
much that we missed the movie.

As we arrived at her house later, she said "I'll go out with you
again, but only if you let me invite you". I agreed.

"How was your dinner date?" asked my wife when I got home. "Very
nice. Much more so than I could have imagined," I answered.

A few days later my mother died of a massive heart attack. It
happened so suddenly that I didn't have a chance to do anything for

Some time later I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant
receipt from the same place mother and I had dined.

An attached note said: "I paid this bill in advance. I was almost
sure that I couldn't be there but, nevertheless, I paid for two
plates - one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night
meant to me. I love you."

At that moment I understood the importance of saying, in time: "I
LOVE YOU" and giving our loved ones the time that they deserve.

Nothing in life is more important than God and your family and

Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put
off til "some other time".

Someone once said "I've learned that, regardless of your
relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone
from your life.

I think this is true with your in-laws, grandchildren, sisters,
brothers and your friends. Anyone that means something to you-you
should spend time with them and let them know how much they mean to
you as often as you can.