The Story of a Baby Boy

A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage. They were a loving couple and the boy was the apple of their eyes.

When the boy was around two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open. He was late for work so he asked the wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. The mother, preoccupied in the kitchen, totally forgot the matter.

The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the bottle and, fascinated with its color, drank it all. It happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults in small dosages. When the child collapsed, the mother hurried him to the hospital, where he died. The mother was stunned. She was terrified how to face her husband.

When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just four words.

What do you think were the four words?



The husband just said "I Love You Darling"

The husband's totally unexpected reaction is proactive behavior. The child is dead. He can never be brought back to life. There is no point in finding fault with the mother. Besides, if only he havetaken time to keep the bottle away, this will not have happened. No point in attaching blame. She had also lost her only child. What she needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband. That is what he gave her.


Sometimes we spend time asking who is responsible or who to blame, whether in a relationship, in a job or with the people we know. We miss out some warmth in human relationship in giving each other support.

After all, shouldn't forgiving someone we love be the easiest thing in the world to do?

Treasure what you have. Don't multiply pain, anguish and suffering by holding on to forgiveness.

If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer problems in the world.

Take off all your envies, jealousies, unwillingness to forgive, selfishness, and fears and you will find things are actually not as difficult as you think...

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A Heart Touching Story About Friendship

One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like hewas carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd." I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friend the following afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.

As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.

My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him, and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, I saw a tear in his eye.
I handed him his glasses andsaid, "Those guys are jerks.They really should get lives.
He looked at me and said,"Hey, thanks!" There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. It turned out he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before coming to this school.

I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him If he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes. We hung all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him. And myfriends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, "Damn boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!". He just laughed and handed me half the books. Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.
When we were seniors, we began to think about college.Kyle decided on Georgetown,and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class.
I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak.
Graduation day arrived - I saw Kyle and he looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than me and all the girls loved him!
Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him onthe back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"
He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled."Thanks," he said. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings,maybe a coach... but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story."
I stared at myfriend in disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."

I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome,popular boy told us all abou this weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize its depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each other's life to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others.

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The Story Of A Married Couple

A couple have been married for over 9 years without children and it was becoming their 10th year.

Dave and Clara stayed with each other and hoped that they will have a child before their 10th year of marriage runs out, because
they were under persuasion from friends and family members to get a divorce; but they couldn't let go, because of the love between them.

Months passed and one day, while Dave was returning from work, he saw his wife walking down the road with a man. The man had his arms around her neck and they looked very happy.

For over a week, he saw the same man with his wife at various places and one evening, while Dave was returning from work he saw the man drop her off at the house after giving her a kiss on the cheek.


Dave was angry and sad.

Two days later, after a hectic day at work, Dave was taking water with a glass jug from the dispenser when the phone rang.

He picked it up and the person said,"Hello dear, I'll be coming to your house this evening to see you as promised. I hope.....".
Dave hung-up the phone. It was a male voice and he was sure the person was the man he had always seen her with.

He suddenly became shaky with the thought that he has lost his wife to another man. The glass jug fell from his hand and shattered into pieces.

Clara came running into the room asking,
"Is everything okay?".

In anger he gave his wife a push and she fell.

She wasn't moving or getting up.

Dave then realized that she fell where he broke the glassjug.
A large piece of glass had pierced
her. He felt her breath, pulseand heartbeat but there she lay lifeless.

His wife was dead.In total confusion, he saw an envelope in her hand. He took it,
opened it and was shocked by its content -it was a letter.
It read:
"My loving husband, words cannot express how I feel so, I had to write it down. I have been going to see a doctor for over a week and I wanted to be sure before I give you the news. The doctor confirmed it that I am pregnant with a twin and our baby is due 7months from now.

The same doctor is my long lost brother whom I lost contact with after our marriage. He has promised totake care of me and our babyand give us the best without collecting a dime.
He also promised to have dinner with us today.I am putting this on your favorite chair in the sitting room for you to remember the day youproposed to me and I had to
write to you saying,"Yes" because I was so happy.Thanks for staying by my side".
-Your loving wife

The letter fell from his hand. There was a knock at the door and the same man he had seen with his wife came in and said,
"Hello Dave, I suppose I'm right.It's Max, the brother of your wife and......".

Suddenly, Max noticed his sister
lying in a pool of her blood.
He rushed her to the hospital and
she was confirmed dead! Her twin
baby is gone

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A Very Touching Letter

Dear Mommy,
I am in heaven now. I so wanted to be your little girl. I don't quite understand what has happened. I was so excited when I began realizing my existence. 

I was in a dark, yet comfortable place. 

I saw I had fingers and toes.I was pretty far along in my developing, yet not near ready to leave my surroundings. I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping. Even from my earliest days, I felt a special bonding between you and me.

Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you. 

Sometimes you would yell or scream, then cry. 

I heard Daddy yelling back. I was sad, and hoped you would be better soon. I wondered why you cried so much.

One day you cried almost all of the day.I hurt for you. I couldn't imagine why you were so unhappy.

That same day, the most horrible thing happened. A very mean monster came into that warm, comfortable place I was in. I was so scared, I began screaming,but you never once tried to help me.

Maybe you never heard me. The monster got closer and closer as I was screaming and screaming, "Mommy, Mommy, help me please! Mommy, help me."

Complete terror is all I felt. I screamed and screamed until I thought I couldn't anymore. Then the monster started ripping my arms off. It hurt so bad; the pain I can never explain. It didn't stop. Oh, how I begged it to stop. I screamed
in horror as it ripped my leg off.

Though I was in such complete pain, I was dying.I knew I would never see your face or hear you say how much you love me.I wanted to make all your tears go away. I had so many plans to make you happy. Now I couldn't, all my dreams were shattered. 

Though I was in utter pain and horror, I felt the pain of my heart breaking,I wanted more than anything to be your daughter. No use now, for I was dying a painful death. I could only imagine the terrible things that they had done to you. 

I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was gone, but I didn't know the words you could understand. And soon, I no longer had the breath to say them; I was dead. I felt myself rising. I was being carried by a huge angel into a big beautiful place. I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone.

The angel took me away to a wonderful place. Then I was happy. I asked the angel what was the thing was that killed me. He answered,"Abortion. I am sorry, for I know how it feels."

I don't know what abortion is,I guess that's the name of the monster.

I'm writing to say that I love you and to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl. I tried very hard to live. I wanted to live. I had the will, but I couldn't; the monster was too
powerful.It sucked my arms and legs off and
finally got all of me. It was impossible to live. 
I just wanted you to know I tried
to stay with you. I didn't want to die.

Also, Mommy, please watch out for that abortion monster.

Mommy, I love you and I would hate for you to go through the kind of pain I did. 

Please be careful.
Love,
Your Baby Girl 

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One Eyed Mom

My mom only had one eye. I hated her. She was such an embarrassment. She cooked for students and teachers to support the family. 

There was this one day during elementary school where my mom came to say hello to me. 

I was so embarrassed. How could she do this to me? I ignored her, threw her a hateful look and ran out. 

The next day at school one of my classmates said, ‘EEEE, your mom only has one eye!’ 

I wanted to bury myself. I also wanted my mom to just disappear. 

I confronted her that day and said, "If you’re only gonna make me a laughing stock, why don't you just die?" 
My mom did not respond.

I didn’t even stop to think for a second about what I had said, because I was full of anger. I was oblivious to her feelings. I wanted out of that house, and have nothing to do with her. 

So I studied real hard, got a chance to go abroad to study. 

Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. I had kids of my own. I was happy with my life, my kids and the comforts. 

Then one day, my Mother came to visit me. She hadn’t seen me in years and she didn’t even meet her grandchildren. 

When she stood by the door, my children laughed at her, and I yelled at her for coming over uninvited. I screamed at her, "How dare you come to my house and scare my children! GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!" 

And to this, my mother quietly answered, 
"Oh, I’m so sorry. I may have gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared out of sight. 

One day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. So I lied to my wife that I was going on a business trip. 

After the reunion, I went to the old shack just out of curiosity. My neighbors said that she died. I did not shed a single tear. 

They handed me a letter that she had wanted me to have. 

"My dearest son,I think of you all the time. I’m sorry that I came to your house and scared your children. I was so glad when I heard you were coming for the reunion. But I may not be able to even get out of bed to see you. I’m sorry that I was a constant embarrassment to you when you were growing up. You see,when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. As a mother, I couldn’t stand watching you having to grow up with one eye. So I gave you mine. I was so proud of my son who was seeing a whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye. With all my love to you,
Your mother." 

The son got into tears, but it was too late.

MORAL LESSON:
Never neglect your MOM, Because she is a blessing. One day you will cry when she will be gone.

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Before her 18th birthday, the girl wished to her boy friend a diamond ring

Before her 18th birthday, the girl wished to her boy friend a diamond ring. 

Her boyfriend promised that he would buy a ring. 

The girl was very happy.She went to salon to have some make-over to look beautiful on her birthday. 

She bought make-ups, new clothes and new shoes. 

The night she’s been waiting for arrived. She lookelegant, gorgeous, the dream girl of every man. 

Everybody was focused on her. 

The party started when her boyfriend arrived with a simple doll. 

The girl got mad at her boyfriend. 

She thought that he would give her a diamond ring instead of a doll, she threw the doll. 

The guy ran as fast as he could to save the doll. But a car hit him. He died in hospital after a few hours. 

The girl felt very sorry, she cried every minute when she remembered everything. 

In the burial the girl had remembered the good things happened to them. 

She hugged the doll tightly..full of love and regret. 

She was shocked when the doll talked and said “ Happy birthday baby, will you marry me? get the ring on the doll’s pocket hope you like it. I LOVEYOU”. 

The girl went outside and shouted “I’m sorry baby! Idon’t know I love you too!”

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After 21 Years Of Marriage

After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie. 

She said, “I love you, but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you.”

The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally. 

That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie. “What’s wrong, are you well?” she asked.

My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news. “I thought that it would be pleasant to spend some time with you,” I responded. “Just the two of us.” She thought about it for a moment,and then said, “I would like that very much.”

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous. When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date.She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn tocelebrate her last wedding anniversary. She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel’s. “I told my friends that I was going to go out with myson, and they were impressed, “she said, as she got into the car. “They can’t wait to hear about our meeting.”

We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady. 

After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Her eyes could only read large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there staring at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips. “It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small,” she said. “Then it’s time that you relax and let me return the favor,” I responded. During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation – nothing extraordinary but catching up on recent events of each other’s life. We talked so much that we missed the movie. As we arrived at her house later, she said, “I’ll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.” I agreed.

“How was your dinner date?” asked my wife when I got home. “Very nice. Much more so than I could have imagined,” I answered.

A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn’t have a chance to do anything for her.Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined. An attached note said: “I paid this bill in advance. I wasn’t sure that I could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates – one for you and the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me. I love you, son.”

At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: “I LOVE YOU” and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till “some other time.”

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