A friend of mine’s husband was suddenly hospitalized with a broken back, they too have a large family and she was being tested for cancer. Our community swooped in silently while they were out. Friends cleaned her house top to bottom; we took all of their washing; people did a roster for meals and child care; meals were dropped off; shopping and food vouchers were purchased and healthy lunch box snacks were made. And guess what… yep! She cried!! (They are both FINE now). read more →
I was on my way from rural SW France to London via Paris for a family catch up and had a suitcase full of clothes for the refugees in Calais which I was going to deliver in London (just to be transported back… I know, a long way round but it was the best we could do at the time). read more →
I am writing a short message of love for my bua ji (aunty). She is elder sister to my father and her name is Gudi Kaul. She lives in Faridabad India and I love my bua ji so much. She is close to my heart and I want to share something with you. Bua ji is having a pacemaker in her heart. My heart cries a lot and I tell mamma and papa she is very special for us so I pray for her every day. read more →
12 years ago, a dear friend was dying and knew she may not make it to my birthday. So she had her son got me a box of Whitman’s Chocolates (sampler) and a card. She had no family besides him, but treated my family and me with great love! It meant so much that she had such a strong desire to make me happy just days before her passing, although I never even expected anything from her. read more →
I lost my family home about a year and a half ago due to a fire. My family lost everything and I was forced to live with friends and relatives but my dad was luckily safe in a VA nursing home. With no food or clothing, we needed help with just about everything and many kind people were there for us but because we lost our vehicle, my sister and I are now unable to visit dad as much as we used to. read more →
A few years back I became friends with one of the nurses at a local nursing home. She was amazing! The kind that I wish every home was filled with, singing, dancing, just flat out loving them and helping in so many ways on so many levels! 😀 Incredibly, that was just one of her jobs, as she was also a caretaker for several. read more →
So this happened on our trip to Vermont, on the hike up to Camel’s hump (burrows trail?). With me are my wife, my 7-year-old daughter, 3-year-old son and 1-year-old strapped to me. The weather forecast was great, warm and sunny. It took us almost 3 hours to make it to 3/4 way to the top. Was proud of everyone to make it that far. read more →
Two weeks ago my girls worked together on an art project and we talked about how helping each other is kindness. read more →
As a full-time hypnotherapist, I have many clients that come and go through my doors, but there is one client, Liliana, who I will certainly never forget.
In about 2010 Liliana came to me for a few sessions and we became friends. After knowing her as a client for only a few months and as a friend even less, I mentioned to Liliana that I would love to go see my mother in South Africa, but that as a single mother I would have to take my two sons with me, and three tickets at that stage was just too expensive. read more →
While we were there, we saw a young couple approach a family that looked like they were struggling financially. The couple chatted with the family a little and then gave them a Walmart gift card. read more →
I was at the counter in a convenience store paying as two young girls (probably 7 and 9) came in and told the guy behind the counter they didn’t have any money, they were hungry, can they have a lil something off the shelf. He said of course and they each got a bag of chips, said thank you and went to the car waiting in the parking lot.
Having lived in my car myself, I could tell this family of four was living in their vehicle. Mom was very stressed and in tears, dad behind the wheel probably trying to save gas just sitting there. read more →
When my grandpa was one, his mother died and his father couldn’t cope with 5 children so he put them into a home. My grandpa was too young, so he lived with the neighbours until they couldn’t care for him anymore and he also went into a home, but a different home. They were all made wards of the state.
He grew up not knowing any of his family. My mum and aunties tried doing searches when he was in his early 70s but had no luck. He didn’t want them looking because he thought if his brothers and sister never looked for him, it meant they hated him and he was the reason they got put into homes. read more →