Two friends were having a cup of coffee and while they were talking one of them commented, my mother calls me constantly at the office, for anything and always ends up asking me the same thing, to go talk to her, it is terrible always the same complaints, that she feels lonely, that she hurts this, that, the other. Anyway, the truth is that I rarely go to visit her and I really think it is because her way of being bothers me. You know how old people are, they say the same things over and over again and I am very busy, you know I always lack time, work commitments and my home. The friend, who was listening to him very seriously, answered: "I, on the other hand, talk a lot with my mother; the time I go to visit her I dedicate to her, I share with her my achievements, my projects and my joys. Whenever I am sad, when I have a problem and I need strength, I go to visit her and she comforts me, encourages me and I always end up feeling better.
I guess you're a better person than I am," he said, opening up first,
to which I replied, Don't think I'm the same as you or at least I was because the truth is I visit my mom is at the cemetery. She died some time ago, while she was with me, I didn't go to talk to her either, I reflected and felt the same as you, and you don't know how much I miss her presence, how much I would give now to feel the caresses that she gave me with so much love and that I foolishly rejected because I assumed that I was no longer a child. How sad I am that I did not listen to his advice; I know what I do I yelled at her and for not listening to her, I made a lot of mistakes, as I miss her and it is already late, but now I realize, that she was my best friend, I didn't have time either, my occupations were so many, that I hardly visited her and when I did it was only for a few minutes However, now that she is gone, I dedicate a lot of time to her, but feeling guilty and miserable every time I sit on the cold ground of the cemetery, I look at her picture on the gray marble and read the words I sent to engrave ''I love you'' which she never heard from my own lips, so every time I visit her I ask God and her to forgive me for the little affection I gave her, but there is no answer from her, only silence and when a breeze caresses my cheeks, I feel that she forgives me and in spite of everything I know that she still loves me with all her heart.
Looking at my friend I said excuse me, I did not want to embarrass you, but if my experience is of any use to you, talk to her and listen to her today that you have her, value her presence, do not wait until she is no longer with you, because then the pain will reach the depths of your soul and you will realize that you will never be able to do what you left pending, it will be a void that you will never be able to fill, do not let what happened to me happen to you,
On his way back to his office he was thinking about his friend's words and when he arrived, he told his secretary to please do not put any more calls through to him, put my mother on the line and I also canceled all the appointments on my agenda because I will dedicate this day to her.
DON'T LET A DAY GO BY WITHOUT TELLING YOUR MOTHER I LOVE YOU.
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