I had read this before, but no matter how many times I read
this, I have no words to describe how I feel about it..
A Story about His Love to Her.
I was walking around in a Big Bazaar store shopping, when I
saw a Cashier talking to a 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 cashier and asked:
are you sure I don't have enough money?''
The cashier counted his cash once again 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 to Gift her 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 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 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 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 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.
