Indeed summer what a wonderful act of kindness may he be repaid in kind
fantastic - could make a hollywood movie out of that - a real miracle - praise the Lord - wow unbelievable
I bloody well hope not. My sister contracted aggressive MS and is in a chair, unable to communicate and needs 24/7 care. No treatment was available for her, and probably never will be either!! She was the smartest and most intelligent out of all of us, and indeed most of the people I’ve ever met.
Maybe I’m missing something here … not sure but if you are doubting what I have said Gumbud I can assure you its true …I’m not sure how to react to you except to say I don’t lie here especially about something like a family members health.
@summer Although not a competition, I’m sure you can appreciate it when I say I’m envious of your DIL’s position.
I miss my sister!!
I was in hospital for a few days a couple of months back, and got thoroughly depressed and desperate to get out.
I didn’t know they were keeping me in so hadn’t gone prepared to stay. I had no clean clothes, no washing stuff or toothbrush, nothing to read and no money, so couldn’t buy so much as a newspaper to read. There was no one to talk to as my bed was in a corner and I couldn’t see other patients. We weren’t even allowed visitors at the time because of covid.
Sitting looking at nothing but a blank wall was driving me mad by the second day, so I decided to ask where the shop was and go get a puzzle book. The nurse explained where the shop was, but then I remembered I hadn’t got a penny, and ridiculous as it sounds, I felt so helpless and trapped, I burst into tears.
Then something good happened. A lovely lady in a bed nearby must have heard everything and she came over to me. She said she would not only escort me to the shop herself, she would also buy me whichever book I wanted.
I felt very embarrassed and burst into tears all over again.
The nurse did bugger all to help or suggest anything, but this very kind patient guided me off and sorted me out with a nice puzzle book.
That small act of kindness meant an awful lot to me when I felt so down and alone.
My friend Rita who is 80 yrs young made me a lovely Latte today and we had a real good natter, we love each other’s company…
We are both huggers as well…so that was nice…she’s like a mum to me.
nah fair dinkum there laddie fair dinkum - a true story that is film worthy - you runners are always losing the oxygen to ya brains!! who loves ya baby?
nah see my comment to OGF - sometimes it’s hard to read ozzie humor but that was serious comment fair dinkum a great story that would be film worthy surely? ps: used to be a lay preacher once upon a time so the “praise the Lord” phrase often just emerges and I cannot take that name in vain. Apologizes for the misunderstanding
I once belonged to a buddhist group and every sunday we would meet in this former church hall for a gathering a talk and feed together. Each family brought one or two plates of food. These were first given to the 4-5 monks on the stage to take first and then came to the far end of the stage where they were taken by a helper to the back of the hall and placed on long tables for the whole congregation to feast on.
On one such event the head monk noticed that some families were going to the table and taking their own food gifts back to feed on alone as a family. He made it known quietly that this was not an act of kindness and could the plates please be returned to the long table for community feasting. Low and behold acts of “kindness” and “non-kindness” in the same instance under the eagle eye of the
Abbot!!
I see a lot of acts of kindness every day, even buying someone a cup of tea is an act of kindness, there are so many , but I love to see them when I’m out and about, also just spending five minutes of our day having a natter to someone is nice, a complete stranger even, in the right environment of course,
Not an act of kindness as such but it cheered me up.
We were walking along the path and a young boy came along on his bike.We moved on to the grass to let him pass and he said" thankyou very much."Even the dog looked back at me in surprise.
On my way home yesterday on the bus, a lot of the teenagers who boarded the bus, were extremely polite to the bus driver, they all said thank you when getting off, I thought that was nice.
and that was in Hampshire you say? how strange - or is it a fact that the further you get away from B/stoke the better?
Some lovely kind people at the bus station, I love talking to people, some are very lonely ,I’ve also made a friend with Marianne, she was going to watch Jack for me if I needed to go to the toilet.
When I sit on the station seats, I get no end of people coming up to me and start talking, I do that a lot as well, some are open to chat some aren’t…makes my day, plus it helps the time go quicker while waiting for the bus.
You Basingstokes answer to Forest Gump Pauline
You Basingstokes answer to Forest Gump Pauline
I will talk to anybody and I “ love” people!..…in fact I prefer talking to the ones that society seems to deem as mis- fits…
I so like to talk but it depends on who too I hate it when people impose their view is on you.
Ie political or religious .
I once sat on a plane next to a ghastly Irish woman who was married to a Palestinian and she moaned about the British / Israelis the entire journey .
I stopped talking as i was slowly building up to taking her by the throat .
I so like to talk but it depends on who too I hate it when people impose their view is on you.
Ie political or religious .I once sat on a plane next to a ghastly Irish woman who was married to a Palestinian and she moaned about the British / Israelis the entire journey .
I stopped talking as i was slowly building up to taking her by the throat .
Oh yes I understand what you mean…don’t worry I don’t impose my religion / faith onto anyone in the depot…but if it comes up then of course I will join in.
There are a lot of special needs adults who seem to congregate around the station, some were telling me they come from different homes, Marianne is one of them, she has daily carers who help her, she was badly abused as a child growing up, but is now in the safety of a caring home…soon as we met, we just clicked, conversation just flows so freely nothing forced.