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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor

 

ahh :)

showering and getting pretty because I can makes me excited!! Hollla :))) <3 

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 afterall, 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 newspaper 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 newspaper 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. Now you have 2 choices: 1) Repost this message. 2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart

starykaamos:

OMG I’m crying. This little boy so sweet!

shaunasteiner: But your too fucking stupid too see that

shaunasteiner:

But your too fucking stupid too see that

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soon &lt;3

soon <3

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jet plane

leaving on a jet plane tomorrow to SC & then headed back to good ol Nothern New York Sunday :) Hope watertown is ready for some havok that I’m about to raise.

Single Sam is on her way. :))<3 never let anything slow you down xox

hope that bitch was worth the best thing you ever had! :))

cause sweetie I’ll find better & till then I’ll just keep kissing frogs!

rainbowpavarotti: This is my dad. He served in the Vietnam War in the United States Marine Corps, going on two tours there. I’m really proud of him, and thankful for him for serving our country and for protecting us. Unfortunately, he’s still not thanked very much for his services. It would mean a lot to me if you all could like/reblog this post so when the notes collect, I can show him just how many people are thankful I don’t ask a lot, but please reblog for him. :)

rainbowpavarotti:

This is my dad. He served in the Vietnam War in the United States Marine Corps, going on two tours there.

I’m really proud of him, and thankful for him for serving our country and for protecting us.

Unfortunately, he’s still not thanked very much for his services.

It would mean a lot to me if you all could like/reblog this post so when the notes collect, I can show him just how many people are thankful

I don’t ask a lot, but please reblog for him. :)

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Take 30 seconds of your time to reblog this and show respect for all the troops who are fighting, dying or have died for our country. You’re all my heroes. R.I.P.

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ahh

ohh mmmmm geee Sons of Anarchy is fucking getting super intense tonight I can barley stand it! I effing love this show I look forward to it every tuesday night, I don’t even know what I would do if I couldn’t watch it. I’ve never been so addicted to a freaking tv show! every one loves jersey shore and what not I love SOA! :)

Just wanted to share my SOA love with every one tonight. sorry xox