歌友會
當清風送來一抹草籽的芬芳，我驀然忘了憂，歡天喜地起來。
This is beautiful!
She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: 'How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?'
The surgeon said, 'I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it.'
Sally said, 'Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?'
The surgeon asked, 'Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university.'
Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. 'Would you like a lock of his hair?' the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally.
The mother said, 'It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the University for study. He said it might help somebody else. 'I said no at first, but Jimmy said, ' Mum, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mum.' She went on, 'My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could.'
Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car.
The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room.
She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She lay down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.
It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Lying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said:
'Dear Mum ,
I know you're going to miss me, but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say, 'I Love You.' I will always love you, Mum, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know.
Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mum ? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mum ? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him: 'Where was He when I needed him?' '
God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children.
Oh, by the way, Mum, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now, He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great.
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore, the cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent the Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that?
Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.
(Let's see Satan stop this one.) Take 60 seconds and repost this, within the hour, you will have caused a multitude of believers to pray to God for each other. Then sit back and feel the Holy Spirit work in your life for doing what you know God loves 'When you're down to nothing, God is up to something.'
歌兒按：這個故事雖然不是真的，讀來卻很感人。想到最近剛失去孩子的同事Ruth,不知道如果發給她看，會不會給她些安慰，又怕看了，她更勾起傷心。所以還是貼在這裏吧。
“阿小歌，真人SHOW我就不參加了，老了，不敢跟你們這幫小年輕大年輕站一個舞台上了。不過，如果你們願意讓我免費當觀眾，我還是很願意的：）））”
--- m2m2，可以嗎？：）
豆豆媽別自責了，隻要沒大礙，就好了，不是你粗心。:)
小胖妮，你看到的帥豆照片跟我看的一樣嗎？:)
抱抱老鄉, 雖然我不知道你的故事, 但從隻言片語裏,我可以感受你的堅強, 懂得你的堅強...孩子的力量很大,歌兒這麽多我說過.
歌兒:
沒孩子和有孩子,對一切跟孩子有關的東西的體會感受是真不一樣的.. 從孩子還在肚子裏我就發現了. :)
歌兒不要得意，見過小帥豆的不止你一個，哢哢哢
PP,回抱,你的明白體諒痛惜盡在不言中.
"從TT生病,我覺得自己枯萎了一半,再也不能回轉過來." 小珊,看了這句真是讓我心疼得無以複加.
你越堅強,就越讓人心疼.
我去洗手間了...
阿小珊，不知道你的故事。希望一切都好。抱抱你和TT。
謝謝茶花:-))
歌兒,TT不能去向陽院,TT要學習在現存的體製中/係統中生活,生存.AA才是TT以後一輩子依賴仰仗的人.
Dr.娃娃,咱們不哭,咱們不堅強,孩子就失去更多.對,那個司機叫Joe,我也很想他.
嗯,麥片,咱們說好了,老了作伴,誰都不許失信!
阿小珊，我去看過你，知道一些你家的故事，還有那個司機JOE（？）的故事，哭了很久。抱抱你, hope life will get better and better for you and your loved ones.
阿小歌，真人SHOW我就不參加了，老了，不敢跟你們這幫小年輕大年輕站一個舞台上了。不過，如果你們願意讓我免費當觀眾，我還是很願意的：）））
珊瑚礁：抱抱，親親，雖然不知道你的一切事情，但歌兒說得好，我們老了可以大家在一起，做做伴的。
我沒有孩子，我看了隻是感動，沒掉淚，不知道有孩子的人看了以後會這麽難過，抱歉。
希望豆豆沒大礙。可憐的豆豆，讓你們羨慕我一下，我可是見過豆豆的照片，那小夥子，真是漂亮招人疼，想到他受傷了，我心裏也跟著疼啊，555.秋月冬雪你可一定接到豆豆來告訴我們一聲。
阿小珊：抱抱你，使勁抱。沒事，將來咱們都去向陽院，我跟你一起陪著阿小T！
抱抱阿小珊！
嗯,阿小歌你坐我膝蓋上你賺到了,我膝蓋肉肉的,好舒服吧??haihiahia!
要不我也躺倒,頭枕小鹿,腳擱貓貓上,啊~~~又軟又暖,Zzzzzzzzzz
剛看到這個，豆豆的傷好了嗎？小孩子啊，就是讓媽媽總是擔驚受怕的：（
豆豆媽，希望豆豆的傷沒有大礙，唉，這些男孩子，怎麽就不讓當媽的省點心呢
既然你不讓別人跟你搶地板，那我隻好坐在小鹿背上了。。。。。。我也感冒了，所以咱們不怕互相傳染， 還有誰沒感冒啊？來來來，讓俺親你們一口。。。。hiahiahia.....:)
等我收到月圓和毛貓的照片，真人獸就開場了。大家好好期待吧。
那我坐哪兒？坐阿小珊膝蓋上吧。:)