Mother’s Day

Yesterday morning, I woke up early to make a quick trip to the grocery store to buy ingredients for a dessert to take to my sister-in-law’s for a family get-together.

The large store was completely empty…but as I rounded a corner, there were most of the men in my town, lined up at the flower counter register, clutching a bouquet covered in plastic wrap.

The long row of middle-aged men all had the same dazed, sleepy look on their face, as if they had just realized it was Mother’s Day.

“Can you make it look, well, kinda special?” one tired fellow asked the flower lady.

“Sure,” she said, smiling brightly, long accustomed to this Sunday morning ritual. “It’ll dazzle her.”

About Suzanne

Suzanne Woods Fisher writes bestselling, award winning fiction and non-fiction books about the Old Order Amish for Revell Books. Her interest in the Plain People began with her Old Order German Baptist grandfather, raised in Franklin County, Pennsylvania. Suzanne's app, Amish Wisdom, delivers a daily Amish proverb to your phone or iPad. She writes a bi-monthly column for Christian Post and Cooking & Such magazine. She lives with her family in California and raises puppies for Guide Dogs for the Blind. To Suzanne's way of thinking, you can't take life too seriously when a puppy is running through your house with someone's underwear in its mouth.


  1. Anonymous says:

    That should be a commercial! A “Men: Don’t Forget” advertisement.

  2. where’s my post? not writing the whole post out again lol you missed a typo mods