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A happy memory (blog marathon post 13)

"A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.”
                               ---Washinton Irving


“I realized when you look at your mother, you are looking at the purest love you will ever know.”
                               ---Mitch Albom






My mother is visiting me these days. We had a great time today.
One of the greatest joy in lives, is when you can take your parents out and buy them lots of things, like they used to, when you were a child, and watch their faces light up in joy. And that is exactly what i did.


And then, we posed for a selfie :)


I feel so blessed.

If you are fortunate enough to have a mother, go call her today. Tell her about your day and ask her how hers went. And if you live in the same town as her, go visit her. Make great memories and click happy pictures.

Mothers are always special. Cherish them and love them.
Even if you don't always understand them :)

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Comments

  1. giving ur mom some time, njyn wid her is the greatest blessing! we cant pay back wat she had done wen we were kids. life is certainly a heaven wid the blessings of mother!

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  2. Ur mom looks cute in those shades.....luv Jasmine

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  3. Hy five on that last line
    <3 Incidentally I wrote something about mom and for mom today. Good to read this

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  4. Another awesome post. My mom and I are more like friends than like mother and daughter and I am happy to have her in my life. Thanks for the post, Preeti

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