A boy's love - part 1

A good reminder: "Take time to appreciate what you have now." --Dont miss reading this one

On the last day before Christmas, I hurried to go to the supermarket to buy theremaining of the gift I didn't manage to buy earlier.

When I saw all the people there, I started to complain tomyself,"It is going to take forever here and I still have so many other places to go.Christmas really is getting more and more annoying every year.How I wish I could just lie down, go to sleep and only wake up after it..."

Nonetheless, I made my way to the toy section, and there I started to curse the prices, wondering if after all kids really pla ywith such expensive toys.

While looking in the toy section, I noticed a small boy of about 5 years old, pressing a doll against his chest. He kept on touching the hair of the doll and looked so sad. I wondered who was this doll for. 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 here for 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I started to walk toward him and I asked him who did he want to give this doll to."It is the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."

I replied to him that may be Santa Claus will bring it to her, after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly.

"No, Santa Claus can not bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mother so that she can give it to her when she goes there." His eyes were so sad while saying this.

"My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mummy will also go to see God very soon, so I thought that she could bring 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 mummy not to go yet. I asked him to wait until I come back from the supermarket."

(to be continued...)

Sad love story - Love is...

I had three friends. Eric, Cathlyn, Carol.Eric was chased by all the girls in our high school.Cathlyn was one of those popular girls. Cheerleader, sexy, and stylish.Carol was just one of those plain and average girls .Cathlyn and Carol were both totally crazy and wacko over Eric.Cathlyn didn't have to do anything to attract Eric.For she was already attractive enough.Carol on the other hand, showered Eric which love and care.Carol wasn't ugly at all.In fact, she looked sweet and pleasant.But she wasn't a cheerleader, she didn't were spaghetti-straps or tubes.So like everyone expected, Eric chose Cathlyn.For Carol was just one ordinary and plain girl.While Cathlyn was labele d as the cool and attractive type.Eric always insulted Carol.

Telling her what a 'Plain Jane' she was.And how dumb she looked.Which obviously made Carol feel so hurt and useless.That's life. Carol never gave up though.She wanted to prove something to Eric.She wanted to prove that looks aren't everything.She studied hard, really hard.She became the top girl, and all the guys who once ignored her, chased her.But she never forgot Eric.Everyday, she put a red rose in Eric's locker.Always with the same words.'I care for you, and I always will'Because she knew that Eric was facing a hard time.Eric began to realise.How dumb he had been.His beloved girlfriend, Cathlyn.Was flirting with other guys.He regretted for choosing the wrong girl.

Cathlyn broke up with Eric later.For she had found a wealthier guy.Eric felt so cheated, stupid and dumb.He went to look for Carol.He knelt on his knees, and said."Carol, please forgive me. Do you want to be my girlfriend?"Carol rejected him, much to everyone's surprise.She only uttered these words."You've suffered a great loss, so I don't want you to face another one"

Eric felt disappointed.He didn't understand a word that she said to him.But they became good friends.Did everything together.Eric began to change into someone better.Because Carol showered him with the love he never experienced before.His ex-girlfriends had never treated him that way.They just accepted him for his looks.But Carol accepted him for himself .She changed him.Carol continued putting a red rose into his locker everyday.With the same words. She never forgot.

One day, Carol didn't turn up in school.She didn't come for a week.At first, Eric thought that she was on a vacation with her family.Because she told him that she would be going Hawaii with them.But one day. He received a call from the General Hospital.Saying that Carol was about to die.She had been suffering from cancer.But Carol forbade them from telling him.Because she didn't want Eric to worry about her.But now that she was about to die.She wanted to see Eric for the last time.Eric rushed to the hospital.When he saw how weak Carol was.Tears began rushing down his cheeks.He whispered."Why didn't you tell me earlier? Why did you hide this from me?"She looked at him . And smiled weakly at him.

"When I said that I didn't want you to suffer from facing another loss, I meant this. I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want you to worry. I wanted to spend my last days with you cheerfully." Eric looked at her."You can't leave me!" he said."What will I be without you?""You'll be who you are now. I will always be there by your side. Never forget that. Cherish those times. Live life happily. And one more thing." "Yes?" "I love you" And she died. Eric screamed.He still couldn't accept Carol's death.He had only spent a month with Carol.

A month. But Carol changed his life in a way.A way that no one could ever explain. He regretted.But he knew that Carol would always be keeping an eye on him from Heaven.Sometimes We just don't appreciate those people who really care for us.Until they leave us. Until we lose them. Then we regret.Outer beauty doesn't matter; it's the inner one that counts.It's better to tell someone how much you love them.Rather than to not tell them and lose them without telling them.You'll regret Love is. When we fight till the very last minute.Just to show and tell someone how much we love them.

A Beautiful Heart

The more hurt and pain you have gone thru in life, the stronger and morebeautiful your heart will be.....

One day a young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley.

A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it. Yes, they all agreed it truly was the most beautiful heart they had ever seen. The young man was very proud and boasted more loudly about his beautiful heart.

Suddenly, an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said, "Why your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine." The crowd and the young man looked at the old man's heart. It was beating strongly, but full of scars, it had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in, but they didn't fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. In fact, in some places there were deep gouges where whole pieces missing.

The people stared. How can he say his heart is more beautiful?? they thought. The young man looked at the old man's heart and saw its state and laughed. "You must be joking," he said. "Compare your heart with mine, mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears."

"Yes," said the old man, "Yours is perfect looking but I would never trade with you. You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love - I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them, and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart, but because the pieces aren't exact, I have some rough edges, which I cherish, because they remind me of the love we shared.

Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away, and the other person hasn't returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges - giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too, and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?"

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man with trembling hands.

The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man's heart. It fit, but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.

The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man's heart flowed into his. They embraced and walked away side by side