What a love

I saw this on a site and I love to share with you;

A little boy came up to his mother in the
kitchen one evening while she was fixing
supper, and handed her a piece of paper
that he had been writing on. After his Mom
dried her hands on an apron, she read it,
and this is what it said:
For cutting the grass: $5.00
For cleaning up my room this week: $1.00
For going to the store for you: $.50
Baby-sitting my kid brother while you went
shopping: $.25
Taking out the garbage: $1.00
For getting a good report card: $5.00
For cleaning up and raking the yard: $2.00
Total owed: $14.75
Well, his mother looked at him standing
there, and the boy could see the memories
flashing through her mind. She picked up
the pen, turned over the paper he’d written
on, and this is what she wrote:
For the nine months I carried you while you
were growing inside me: NO CHARGE
For all the nights that I’ve sat up with you,
doctored and prayed for you: NO CHARGE
For all the trying times, and all the tears
that you’ve caused through the years: NO
CHARGE
For all the nights that were filled with
dread, and for the worries I knew were
ahead: NO CHARGE
For the toys, food, clothes, and even
wiping your nose: NO CHARGE
Son, when you add it up, the cost of my
love is: NO CHARGE.
When the boy finished reading what his
mother had written, there were big tears in
his eyes, and he looked straight at his
mother and said, “Mom, I sure do love
you.” And then he took the pen and in
great big letters he wrote: “PAID IN FULL”.
LESSONS:
You will never know your parents worth till
you become a parent
Be a giver not an acquirer, especially with
your parents. there is a lot to give, besides
money.
BECAUSE MONEY IS THE WORST WAY OF
MEASURING HAPPINESS