tear to my eye ...ok maybe more than one

'Gold Wrapping Paper'

I received this from a friend who had a choice to make. It said that I had a choice to make too.

I've chosen. Now it's your turn to choose.

The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her five year old daughter for wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and she became even more upset when the child used the gold paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.

Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother the next morning and then said,
'This is for you, Momma.'

The mother was embarrassed by her earlier over reaction, but her anger flared again when she opened
the box and found it was empty. She spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner.

'Don't you know, young lady, when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something
inside the package?'

She had tears in her eyes and said, 'Oh, Momma, it's not empty! I blew kisses into it until it was full.'

The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms around her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her thoughtless anger.

An accident took the life of the child only a short time later, and it is told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed for all the years of her life.




Whenever she was discouraged or
faced difficult problems she would open the box
and take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.

In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been given a Golden box filled with unconditional love
and kisses from our children, family, friends
and GOD. There is no more precious
possession anyone could hold.

On a lighter note





Who Put The Dog Out
.
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A couple was going out
for the evening.
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They'd gotten ready, all
dolled up, but just needed to put the dog out when the taxi arrives.

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However as the couple
walked out of the house, the dog shoots back in the house.

�
They don't want the dog
shut in the house, so the wife goes out to the taxi while the husband goes
upstairs to chase the dog out.
�
The wife, not wanting it
known that the house will be empty explains to the taxi driver: 'He's just
going upstairs to say good-bye to my mother.'
�
A few minutes later, the
husband gets into the cab.
�
'Sorry I took so long'
he says. 'Stupid b!tch was hiding under the bed and I had to poke her with
a coat hanger to get her to come out! Then I had to wrap her in a blanket
to keep her from scratching and biting me as I hauled her ass downstairs
and tossed her in the back yard!
�
She better not shit in
the vegetable garden again!'
�
The silence in the cab
was deafening.�

I have tears in my eyes too, but they're from vomiting.

Mars23 said:

...cold hearted sod

Ocean said:

I can relate 2 that! Pisser!

Ocean said:

i'm a sucker for this kind of story.
made me shed a tear.

I need a poo