The Doll

My sister Janai received this story in an email and I was really touched by it. . .So I thought you would enjoy reading it, too--

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I was walking around in a Wal Mart 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 around. 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 himself. 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 didn'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 of mind 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 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.







Now you have 2 choices:

1) Send this message to others,

or

2) Ignore it as if it never

touched your heart.



The quote of the month is by Jay

Leno: "With hurricanes, tornados, fires out of control,

mud slides, flooding, severe

thunderstorms tearing up the

country from one end to the other, and with the threat of

swine flu and terrorist attacks, 'Are we sure this is a

good time to take God out of the Pledge of Allegiance?'"


For those who prefer to think

that God is not

Watching over us delete this, for the others ...


Pass it on!



God Bless!!!




Dear God:


The person reading this is beautiful and strong.

Help them live their life to the fullest.

Please promote them and cause

them to excel above their expectations.

Help them shine in the darkest

places where it is impossible to love.

Protect them at all times, lift

them up when they need you the most, and let them know

when they walk with you, they will always be safe.

~Naomi~