I wish there was a website where people could list what they need, and others could send it. Like Operation Santa Claus in Manhattan.
My aunt, Deb Green, had her home destroyed by hurricane Ike. She found pieces of her mother's, my grand mother's, china in the rubble. Beautiful crosses, with a piece of the china as the centerpiece, were the result. She gave one to each female in the family. I cherish mine.
that is an amazingly touching article-so many people have compassion and are just waiting to use it to help others...the point of being human, in my mind
Thank you!, humanity, dignety, standing together, helping each other without expecting somthing in return, spending comfort to people you dont know. Hope is still alive. Thank you Ms Ann.
This proves there is still goodness in the world. That someone was moved to this unselfish act out of plain old compassion for anther human is proof it is out there. We can be hopeful knowing these acts occur.
It's seems like every day I see or hear of something that makes me turn to my husband and say "what is WRONG with people?" Today and I know what is RIGHT with people. Little things like this are what connect us as humans and create humanity.
The Federal Government that taxes ALL citizens, should learn compassion from these events. We don't need Millionaire Congress people, we need to use tax dollars to take care of each other.
As a person who lives here. I appreciate people who are sending money to our Christian church. We are poor by Houston standards. Every dollar has helped. My friend sent money to the neighborhood day care. They will not get any " raising funds money". Pick someone in need and donate directly to theme
I'm crying, what a wonderful sweet gesture. It's the little things that people do that can uplift us or hurt us. Loved reading this article, really warms my heart!
Sometimes I think the most precious gift we get by fate (or God or a higher power or whatever we believe in) is a random chance to brighten some stranger's life. Once I saw someone standing on a media wearing one of those advertisement signs. There were dark clouds coming. Just as the rain started to fall I pulled over, rolled down my window, handed them an umbrella and drove off without saying a word. When they saw me pull over and roll down my window they looked a little scared, maybe they had gotten yelled at by other drivers, I don't know. When I handed them the umbrella they instinctively reached for it as one tends to do when handed something, and when it dawned on them what was happening, seeing the way their face brightened with wonder and gratitude gave me shivers of gratitude myself as I smiled and drove off. It's not a case of being some sort of hero (umbrellas are really cheap of course, and it only took me about ten seconds so what I did was super easy) it's that I felt like I had been given a gift to be there in that time and place.