It's never a good thing when your mother asks you to give her a lift to the hospital. My mother lives with my sister, so when she calls me to get help, I know it's either serious (I believe she prefers my calm over my sister's hysteria when it comes to bad news) or it's very serious. So when I got the call, a few minutes ago, I didn't hesitate to cancel my party, a night that would have been great fun with friends, to help the woman who gave me life and more importantly, who was always there for me when I needed it.
I'm not writing this to get praised, I believe one shouldn't consider this an accomplishment to help those you love, but because I thought it was a prime example of what being a real man is : being there to help and support those you love and need you.
