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 I 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 news paper 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 news paper 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 in her hand 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 for ever.
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.
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Send this message to others, or
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.
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?'
For those who prefer to think that God is not
watching over us.... go ahead and delete this.
For the
rest of us... pass this on.
The value of a man or woman resides in what he or she
gives,
not in what they are capable of receiving.
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