I love you. I wonder, how many of us say that every day? It’s such a short sentence. Then again, it is perhaps the longest sentence ever written. It’s so easy to say those three words but it is another thing entirely to demonstrate it every day of our lives. I wonder who can?
When did you first hear I love you? When did you first feel it to be true? For me, it was November 9, 1957. The day I was born. Like all of you reading this, my mother carried me for nine months. Like you, from my mother’s moment of blissful agony, I emerged into this world to her loving embrace.
Who was your first Valentine? For me, like many boys and girls, it was a crayon-scribbled note to my mom. Happy Valentine’s day, mom .. Love, me! Do you remember that? I am so blessed that I can write this.
Like so many others, every day I felt love. Every day, I was nurtured by my mother’s unconditional love.
Sure, we have all been scolded for taking cookies from the cookie jar, or doing something nasty to our siblings’ hair, but our mothers’ love is constant and unfailing. And while for us, the many years of our lives have obscured the memory of that day, for our mothers, the memory of it is unforgettable!
This video clip of the incomparable and unforgettable Nat King Cole was apparently produced in 1957
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