Forgive us, Mother, we're sorry. And there you are, dear; the moment we
ask your forgiveness, your great, tender, loving heart has forgiven us
and erased the marks of transgression. Always thinking of us, always
excusing us, always doing for us, always watching us and always loving
us in the most unselfish way.
We love you, Mother; we appreciate you. We are going to show our
appreciation and love so much more from now on. We have just come to our
senses and realized what a wonderful, necessary, helpful being you are.
Your sweetness, your gentleness, your goodness, your love, are parts of
you. They all go to make up that word "Mother."
Your life, your acts, your example, your Motherhood, have all helped the
world so much more than you will ever know.
In the everlasting record of good deeds, your name is in gold.
In the everlasting memory of those who appreciate you, your face, your
life, is a sacred, helpful picture that grows more beautiful as the days
pass.
In tenderness, in appreciation, in love, let us dedicate these thoughts
and voice these expressions to Mother, who gives her life by inches, and
who would give it all on the instant for her children, if necessity
called for the sacrifice.
How feeble are words when we try to describe Mother!
35.
This is your inning, Dad.
[Sidenote: Just Dad.]
There have been so many beautiful things written about Mother and all
the rest of the family that it is high time we should tell you how much
we love you and how much we appreciate you.
You've worked so hard; you've been so ambitious to do things for your
loved ones, and they have accepted your sacrifice and work and
watchfulness as matter of fact.
You've had dreams of a some day when you would relax and play and enjoy,
but you have set that some day too far ahead. You consider yourself only
after all your loved ones are comfortable and happy, and time is
passing, Dad.
You are too unselfish, too much centered in that some day. Let's change
things a bit, Dad. Sometimes the "some day" doesn't come.
You are entitled to happiness and pleasure and health and joy right
here, now, to-day. It's your duty to have them.
Your loved ones do not want you to spend your health in getting wealth.
They don't want to see you worn-out, tired, weary and unhappy, in the
evening of your life. Besides it's your duty to let them share the
responsibility, and work out their own problems. They will be better
equipped for life after you are gone if you let them gain knowledge by
practical experience.
[Sidenote: Keep Alive the Spirit of Youth.]
Come on, Dad; get in the group and enjoy things now and you will live
longer, and get more out of life, and give more pleasure to your loved
ones. Get in the game, Dad; let's see the old light and twinkle in your
eyes; let's have the sunshine on your face; the love-light on your lips,
and the happiness in your heart.
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