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 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 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 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 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 forever. 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.
The value of a man or woman resides in what he or she gives, not in what they are capable of receiving…
this is a very good story it touches my heart.
thanks for sharing it to us.
It’s a heart touching story……??
OMG this is so sad
I can Imagine myself as the boy
I’m crying as I type this
Nice Story it Really touched my heart.
It took over my entire love life
Omg. Its a very touching story, I really HV a drop of tear in my eye, people drink b drive don’t bother for others lives, it’s very sad.
What painful heart the boy had to endure and his dad, Please those who drink and drive go home with a taxi or let someone else drive you home.
May God bless the warm heart of that women and that little boy what an angel. Mom and sister will watch over them from heaven.
I said a prayer for them. God bless.
Wow, who did this, this sounds alot like the Christmas Shoes story?
Deeply touched my heart……!!
This story is really a touching story, I felt like crying because of the little boys faith and love.
Christ loves little children all because of that..
It touched my heart 🙁 Love you all.
Was busy at work, and read it and seriously was not having power to take a call it stopped my voice 🙁
Such a heart touching story.
It’s a very, very, veeeeeeeeeeeeeeeery touching story.
Actually, I already read this story on Facebook. This story nearly made me cry like 2 – 3 times.
Very touchy can’t hold my tears.
Very sad to say something, no words to say something.
That was awesome, I felt pity for that boy. Good site.
My heart was touched by this story.
I cant help myself but to cry.
Too good, too good…hats off…
Very very touching story.
This story was put to music only wish I could fiqure out who does it cause it is absoulutey beautiful.. And is so true, never, never drink and drive…
Omg..that’s so touching story..
So adorable I started crying. I hope this is a lesson to drunk drivers, poor little boy had such a sweet heart and beautiful faith.
Every car owner has to read this and get it that drink driving kills… Not only does it kill someone, it kills the family and love that cannot be replaced by the mere word “I’m sorry”. People losing a family member is never a nice thing and a scar of such can never disappear for some…..
No word to say ……..really heart touching
This is the story which tells the intense love a child towards her mother and her sacrifice to her life.
Thank’s to the author for this very inspirational story. It reminds us to know that God is always there for us.
Oh my God.. I cried reading this touching story. It’s just too nice. :'(
Wow…. I barely ever feel like crying and by reading this I think I almost cried. I usually don’t get a feeling from a touching story cuz I’m to much of a lazy ass to read them but this one made me get 1 tear and that’s super fricken sad.
What a very touching story…couldn’t hold back my tears. Thanks for this post…GOD BLESS