[tasilisili] "Subject Fw: You Decide
I was walking around in a Target store,
when I saw a cashier hand this
little boy some money back.
The boy couldn't have been
more than 5 or 6 years old.
The cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you
don't have enough money to buy
this doll.'
Then the little boy turned to the old woman
next to him:
'Granny, are you sure
I don't have enough money?''
The old lady replied:
''You know that you don't have
enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look
around.
She left quickly.
The little boy was still holding
the doll in his hand.
Finally, I walked toward him and
asked him who he wished to give this doll to.
'It's the doll that my sister loved most
and wanted so much for Christmas.
She was sure that Santa Claus
would bring it to her.'
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus
would bring it to her after all,
and not to worry.
But he replied to me sadly.
'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her
where she is now.
I have to give the doll to my Mommy
so that she can give it to
my sister when she goes there.'
His eyes were so sad while saying this.
'My Sister has gone to be with God.
Daddy says that Mommy
is going to see God very soon, too,
so I thought that she could take the doll
with her to give it to my sister.''
My heart nearly stopped.
The little boy looked up at me and said:
'I told daddy to tell Mommy not to go yet.
I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.'
Then he showed me a very nice photo of himself.
He was laughing.
He then told me,
'I want Mommy to take my picture with her
so she won't forget me.'
'I love my Mommy
and I wish she didn't have to leave me,
but daddy says that she has to go
to be with my little sister.'
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.
I
quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy, 'Suppose we check
again,
just in case you do have enough money for the doll!''
'OK' he said. 'I hope I do have enough.'
I added some of my money to his
without him seeing and we started to count it.
There was enough for the doll
and even some spare money.
The little boy said:
'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'
Then he looked at me and added,
'I asked last night before I went to sleep
for God to make sure I had enough money
to buy this doll,
so that Mommy could give it to my sister.
He heard me!''
'I also wanted to have enough money
to buy a white rose for my Mommy,
but I didn't dare to ask God for too much.
But He gave me enough to buy the doll
and a white rose.''
My Mommy loves white roses.'
A few minutes later,
the old lady returned and I left with my basket.
I finished my shopping in a totally different state of mind from when I
started.
I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article
two days ago,
which mentioned a drunk man in a truck,
who hit a car occupied by a young woman
and a little girl.
The little girl died right away,
and the mother was left in a critical state.
The family had to decide
whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining
machine because the young woman would not be able to recover from the
coma.
Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy,
I read in the newspaper
that the young woman had passed away.
I couldn't stop myself
as I bought a bunch of white roses
and I went to the funeral home
where the body of the young woman was
for people to see and make last wishes
before
her burial.
She was there, in her coffin,
holding a beautiful white rose
and with the photo of the little boy
and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed,
feeling that my life had been changed forever.
The love that the little boy had for his mother
and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine.
And in a fraction of a second,
a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
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The quote of the month is by Jay Leno:
'With hurricanes, tornados, fires out of control, mud slides, flooding, severe thunderstorms tearing up the country from one end to another, and with the threat of bird flu and terrorist attacks, 'Are we sure this is a good time to take God out of the Pledge of Allegiance?'
The value of a man or woman resides in what he or she gives, not in what they are capable of receiving ."
Sunday, February 7, 2010
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