Five years ago today I hurriedly stopped at a Walmart to pick up a Mother’s Day card. I’m probably not the first or last son in the world to put the task off until the last minute. I was traveling home after what I thought had been a long semester and I was ready to be home. I could have easily just skipped the errand altogether in my hurry to finish the last few hundred miles to get home. Little did I know that was to be the last card I’d give to my mother.
I’ll never forget seeing how tired she was when I got home later that day. Nor will I ever forget her long, courageous battle with cancer the rest of that year. That seemingly long and hard semester I had just finished would pale in comparison to the coming months. But I didn’t know that at the time, I just knew it was Mother’s Day.
That Mother’s Day card was nearly forgotten in a rush to be home. I’m so glad I took those few minutes to pick out a card. I’m so glad I took the time to tell her how much she meant to me. And considering I can still remember the smile on her face when I gave that card to her to her, I’d say it was worth every penny and every minute.