The Doll and the Rose
I was walking around in a store. I saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back saying "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 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left
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 this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."
I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will 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 m all."
Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where 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 doesn'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. "What if we checked again, just in case you do have enough money?'
"OK" he said "I hope that I 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 yesterday before I slept for God to make sure I have enough money to buy this doll so that mommy can 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 came again and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.
Then I remembered a local newspaper article 2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car, where there was one young lady 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-assisting machine, because the young lady 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
lady 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 exposed for people to see and make last wishes before 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 forever. The love that this 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.
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 that prefer to think that God is not watching over us....go ahead and ignore this.
For the rest of us....pass this on.
(The Last Sentence Is The Best)
Some people hear the alarm going off, hit the snooze and sleep for another 10 minutes.
He stays up for days on end.
Some people take a warm shower to help them wake up.
He goes days or weeks without running water.
Some people complain of a "headache", and call in sick.
He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward.
Some people put on their AntiWar/Don't Support the Troops shirt, and go meet up with their friends.
He still fights for your right to wear that shirt.
Some people make sure their cell phone is in their pocket.
He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags.
Some people talk trash about their "buddies" that aren't there at the moment.
He knows he may not see some of his buddies again.
Some people walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.
He walks the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists.
Some people complain about how hot it is.
He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow.
Some people go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got their order wrong.
He doesn't get to eat today.
Some people have the maid make their bed and wash their clothes.
He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean.
Some people go to the mall and get their hair redone.
He doesn't have time to brush his teeth today.
Some people are angry because their class ran 5 minutes over.
He's told he will be held over an extra 2 months.
Some people call their girlfriend and set a date for tonight.
He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home.
Some people hug and kiss their girlfriend, like they do everyday.
He holds his letter close and smells his love's perfume.
Some people roll their eyes as a baby cries.
He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they'll ever meet.
Some people criticize our government, and say that war never solves anything.
He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting.
Some people hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him.
He hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded.
Some people see only what the media wants us to see.
He sees the broken bodies lying around him.
Some people are asked to do something for a friend or family member and donít.
He does exactly what he is told.
Some people stay at home and watch TV.
He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat.
Most of us crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable.
He crawls under a tank for shade and a 5 minute nap, only to be woken by gunfire.
Some people sit there and judge him, saying the world is probably a worse place because of men like him.
If only there were more men like him!
If you support your troops, re-send this to everyone you know,
If it gets to another veteran who hasn't received it yet, it will bring back memories.
Only two defining forces have ever offered to die for you:
Jesus Christ and the American G. I.
One died for your soul; the other for your freedom