I was walking around in a Big
Bazar store making shopping,
when I saw a Cashier talking to a boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years
old..
TheCashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll. Then the little boy turned to me and asked: "Uncle, are you sure I don't have enough
money?" I counted his cash and replied:
"You know that you don't have enough money to buy the doll, my dear."
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 . I wanted a Gift for her BIRTHDAY.
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 him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my
picture with her so my sister
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. 'Suppose wecheck 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 with out 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.'
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 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 exposed 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.
Please DO NOT DRINK & DRIVE.
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Share this message, or
2) Ignore it as if it never touched
your heart.
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