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    1. [HODGES-L] Fw: The Doll and a White Rose&&&Get out the kleenex.....
    2. Christine Hodges
    3. Renee sugested I pass this on to the rootsweb it is really beaitful,and with all thats going on in the world- I thought this might make us just stop for a minute and just hold on to what we have, as we never know how long we will have them. Christy Hodges- >>>-----Original Message----- >>>>From: Kevin Thompson <kthomp@clover.net> >>>>To: chodges@erie.net <chodges@erie.net> >>>>Date: Sunday, May 09, 1999 3:52 PM >>>>Subject: Fw: The Doll and a White Rose&&&Get out the kleenex..... >>>> >>>> >>>>> >>>>> >>>>>---------- >>>>> Subject: Fw: The Doll and a White Rose&&&Get out the kleenex..... >>>>>> Date: Saturday, May 08, 1999 10:50 AM >>>>>> >>>>>> SupperTime at the Family Table - http://web.mountain.net/~redeb >>>>>> >>>>>> >>>>>> >>>>Get out the Kleenex..... >>>>>> >>>>The Doll and a White Rose >>>>>> >>>> >>>>>> >>>> >>>>>> >>>> >>>>>> >>>>This is such a touching story I had to pass it on to you. >>>>>> >>>> THE DOLL AND A WHITE ROSE >>>>>> >>>>I hurried into the local department store to grab some last minute >>>>>> >>>>Christmas gifts. I looked at all the people and grumbled to >>>>>> >>>>myself. I would be in here forever and I just had so much to do. >>>>>> >>>>Christmas was beginning to become such a drag. I kinda wished that >>I >>>>>> >>>>could just sleep through Christmas. But I hurried the best I could >>>>>> >>>>through all the people to the toy department. Once again I kind of >>>>>> >>>>mumbled to myself at the prices of all these toys. And wondered if >>>>>the >>>>>> >>>>grandkids would even play with them. I found myself in the doll >>>>>aisle. >>>>>> >>>>Out of the corner of my eye I saw a little boy about 5 holding a >>>>>lovely >>>>>> >>>>doll. He kept touching her hair and he held her so gently. I could >>>>>not >>>>>> >>>>seem to help myself. I just >>>>>> >>>> kept looking over at the little boy and wondered who the doll >was >>>>>> >>>>for. I watched him turn to a woman and he called his aunt by name >>>and >>>>>> >>>> said, "Are you sure I don't have enough money?" She replied a >bit >>>>>> >>>>impatiently "You know that you don't have enough money for it." >The >>>>>aunt >>>>>> >>>>told the little boy not to go anywhere that she had to go get some >>>>>other >>>>>> >>>>things and would be back in a few minutes. And then she left the >>>>>aisle. >>>>>> >>>> >>>>>> >>>> The boy continued to hold the doll. After a bit I asked the boy >>>who >>>>>> >>>>the doll was for. He said,"It is the doll my sister wanted so >badly >>>>>for >>>>>> >>>>Christmas. She just knew that Santa would bring it." I told him >>that >>>>>> >>>>maybe Santa was going to bring it. He said "No, Santa can't go >>where >>>>>my >>>>>> >>>>sister is...I have to give the doll to my Mamma to take to her". I >>>>>asked >>>>>> >>>>him where his sister was. He looked at me with the saddest eyes >and >>>>>said >>>>>> >>>>"She was gone to be with Jesus. My Daddy says that Mama is going >to >>>>>> >>>> have to go be with her." My heart nearly stopped beating. Then >>the >>> >>>>>boy >>>>>> >>>> looked at me again and said, "I told my Daddy to tell Mama not >to >>>>>go >>>>>> >>yet. >>>>>> >>>>I told him to tell her to wait till I got back from the store". >>Then >>>>>he >>>>>> >>asked >>>>>> >>>> me if I wanted to see his picture. I told >>>>>> >>>>him I would love to. He pulled out some pictures he'd had taken at >>>>>the >>>>>> >>front >>>>>> >>>>of the store. He said "I want my Mamma to take this with her so >she >>>>>> don't >>>>>> >>ever >>>>>> >>>>forget me. I love my Mama so very much and I wish she did not have >>>to >>>>>> >>>>leave me. But Daddy says she will need to be with my sister." I >saw >>>>>that >>>>>> >>>>the little boy had lowered his head and had grown so >>>>>> >>>>very quiet. While he was not looking I reached into my purse and >>>>>> >>>>pulled out a handful of bills. I asked the little boy, >>>>>> >>>>"Shall we count that money one more time?" He grew excited and >said >>>>>> >>>>"Yes, I just know it has to be enough". >>>>>> >>>>So I slipped my money in with his and we began to count it. Of >>>course >>>>>it >>>>>> >>>>was plenty for the doll. He softly said, "Thank you Jesus for >>>>>> >>>>giving me enough money." Then the boy said "I just asked Jesus to >>>>>give >>>>>> >>>>me enough money to buy this doll so Mama can take it with her to >>>give >>>>>> >>>>to my sister. And he heard my prayer. I wanted to ask him for >>enough >>>>>> >>>>to buy my Mama a white rose, but I didn't ask him, but he gave me >>>>>enough >>>>>> >>>>to buy the doll and a rose for my Mama. She loves white roses so >>>>>very, >>>>>> >>>>very much." In a few minutes the aunt came back and I wheeled my >>>cart >>>>>> >>>>away. I could not keep from thinking about the little boy as I >>>>>finished >>>>>> >my >>>>>> >>>>shopping in a totally different spirit than when I had started. >And >>>I >>>>>> >>>>kept remembering a story I had seen in the newspaper several days >>>>>> earlier >>>>>> >>>>about a drunk driver hitting a car and killing a little girl and >>the >>>>>> >>>>Mother was in serious condition. The family was deciding on >whether >>>>>to >>>>>> >>>>remove the life support. Now surely this little boy did not belong >>>>>with >>>>>> >>>>that story. Two days later I read in the paper where the family >>>>>> >>>>had disconnected the life support and the young woman had died. I >>>>>could >>>>>> >>>>not forget the little boy and just kept wondering if the two were >>>>>> >>>>somehow connected. Later that day, I could not help myself and I >>>went >>>>>> >>>>out and bought some white roses and took them to the funeral home >>>>>where >>>>>> >>>>the young woman was. And there she was holding a lovely white >rose, >>>>>> >>>>the beautiful doll, and the picture of the little boy in the >store. >>>I >>>>>> >left >>>>>> >>>>there in tears, >>>>>> >>>>my life changed forever. >>>>>> >>>>The love that little boy had for his little sister and his mother >>>was >>>>>> >>>>overwhelming. And in a split second a drunk >>>>>> >>>>driver had ripped the life of that little boy to pieces. >>>>>> >>>> >>>>>> >>>>You now have the choice, you can: >>>>>> >>>>1) pass this on to your friends >>>>>> >>>>2) delete it >>>>>> >>>> and act like it didn't touch your heart >>>>>> >>>> >>>>>> >>>> Author Unknown >>>>>> >>>> >>>>>> >>> >>>>>> >>> >>>>>> >>>_______________________________________________________________ >>>>>> >>>Get Free Email and Do More On The Web. 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    05/13/1999 07:23:09