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♦°·.¸Doll & White Rose¸.·°♦

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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 a round. 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 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. "Suppose we
checkagain, 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."A few minutes later, the old
lady returned 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 news paper article two days
ago, which mentioned a drunk man
in a truck, who hit a car occupied by
a youngwoman and a little girl.The
little girl died right away, and the
mother was left in a criticalstate. The family had to decide whether to pull
the plug on thelife-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 isstill, to this
day, hard to imagine.And in a
fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. 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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