Tell Mommy I love Her.
John had been on the road visiting clients for more than three weeks. He couldn’t wait to get back to Ohio to see his wife and children. It was comoig up on Mother’s Day, and he usually tried to make it "Back home",but this year he was just too tired. He was in a small town just outside of Little Rock when he drove by a flower shop. He said to himself, "I know what I do, I’ll send Mom some roses."
He went into the small shop and saw a young man talking to the clerk. "How many roses can I get for Six dollars, Ma’am?" the boy asked.
The clerk looked at John and was just shaking he head. Something inside of John was touched by the boy’s voice. He wanted to get those roses so bad. John had been blessed in his business, and he looked at the clerk and silently mouthged that he would pay for the boy’sroses.
The clerk looked at the young man and said "Okay, I will give you a dozen red roses for your six dollars.
John followed the young boy down the street until he came to huge gate he went inside, this was a grave yard, and John watched the boym, he heard the young gboy speaking, "Mommy, oh Mommie, why didn’t I tell you how much I love you. Why didn’t I tell you one more time? Jesus, please find my Mommy. Tell my Mommy I love her."
