Would I Love My Mother Any less??

I would like to share with you a personal experience and how it changed me dramatically.

I was on a city bus one day and this large woman (over 300lbs,) got on the bus, she was wear tight body fitting spandex pants.

I looked at her and she looked at me, I knew instantly she knew what I was thinking (over 96 percent of our communication is non-verbal, body language.)

I was thinking silently (but with huge volumes/noise,) doesn't she know how fat she is, doesn't she know how stupid she looks, doesn't she know how ugly she looks, does she know if she wasn't so lazy she wouldn't be so fat.

SHE F--KING KNEW WHAT I WAS THINKING, IT WAS WRITTEN ALL OVER MY STUPID FACE. I KNEW SHE KNEW, I ALSO KNEW SHE COULD TELL I KNEW WHAT SHE WAS THINKING...IT WAS WRITTEN ALL OVER HER BEAUTIFUL FACE.

I ALSO KNEW SHE WAS A MOTHER.

Suddenly I thought, if my own mother was over 300lbs would I love her any less, than my mother loved me...of course not.

My mom loves me all of me, all my f--k ups, all my stupid embarrassing things I did as a son of hers. My mom loved so much, she held me when I cried when she told me she had cancer, she loved me so much, that she refused to leave my bedside when I was in the hospital with an serious infection (she sat in the chair at my hospital be for two days straight.)

So of course I would not love my mother, any less if she weighed over 300lbs. Just like this woman I was judging on that bus (her children loved her, just as much as I love my mother.)

This is written in the memory and in honour of former first lady Barbara P. Bush.

RE-THINK, how you think.

daniel