Stories by A2Zmom4 (3 matches)

Unexpected Help at the Grocery Store

  My son is away at college, in his first year.    He called me one night to tell me, "Mom, I met the nicest lady ever!"     He had taken the bus from his dormitory to the grocery store. While he was shopping the light rain outside turned into a major storm; heavy rain, strong winds and very cold! As soon as he stepped outside the wind destroyed his umbrella and he was immediately drenched. Not knowing how he'd get his groceries onto the bus and back to the dormitory in such awful weather he stood in the shelter of the store entrance.    Just then a lady stopped her car, rolled down the window, and asked if he needed a ride. Remembering what I had taught him about taking rides from strangers he said, "No, thanks." But she insisted so he looked her over carefully and decided she looked like a safe "mom-type." He ... Read Full Story >>

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Pocketful Of Chocolates

I always keep a little baggie of bite-size chocolates in my purse, or pocket, to give whenever a nice gesture is required.
Often, I accompany the handful of treats with a Smile card to thank someone for good service at a store or restaurant.
Everyone needs to be appreciated!

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The Extra Bouquet

My mother has been recovering from pneumonia and recent surgery in a nursing care facility. Her room-mate is 93 year old lady who never gets any visitors. 

I brought Mom a yellow tulip bouquet and picked up a bunch of pink roses for her room-mate as well. 

She was to grateful and just couldn't stop smiling the whole time I was there! 

Unfortunately, she ended up going to hospital that night so never really got to enjoy her flowers. Well, after five days, she is back! So, I'm going to bring her a new arrangement this weekend when I visit. 

Ohh, and Dad said Mom LOVED the flowers!

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