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There are Mothers, and then Their is Mine
Then I saw the Hallmark Showers of Flowers contest. It seemed easy enough: All I had to do was submit a short essay describing my mom, but I couldn’t come up with anything at first. I went to bed, had a thought, grabbed a piece of paper, and wrote down:
The next morning, I submitted it and forgot it…until a Hallmark representative called! Of the thousands of people who had entered, I was one of six nationwide winners. Hallmark would send a free bouquet of flowers to my mom every month for a year. It sure beat water glasses! A reporter from the local TV station interviewed Mom and me for over an hour, and I read my essay aloud in front of the camera. The next morning, people began calling. They had seen the clip and were moved by the simple story of a daughter who loves her mother. But there’s more I can say about my mother: She is a faithful, pious, Christian woman; she taught me how to love my enemies and pray for those in need; she taught the importance of tenderheartedness and kindness towards others; she showed her faith in action; and she receives the gifts the Lord gives. She is a daily reminder to me that a good tree does indeed bear good fruit . . . and that good flowers aren’t far behind. The drinking glasses will have to wait.
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