the doll and a white rose

This was awesome and I had to post. I know that I post a lot of stuff thtat I get in my email.but they are all so awesome and from groups so it is not like I am posting private email. anyway I want to say to thank eacho of you for leaving comments. hope that all of you are well. grab a box of tissue because this one will probably bring tears it did for me at least.
The Doll & the White Rose

I was walking around in a store. I saw a cashier hand
this little boy his money back saying "I'm sorry, but
you don't have enough money to buy this doll."

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to
him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough
money?''

The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have
enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''

Then she asked him to stay there for 5 minutes while
she went to look around. She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he
wished to give this doll to.

"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so
much for this Christmas. She was so sure that Santa
Claus would bring it to her."

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring it
to her after all, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't
bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the
doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister
when she goes there."

His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My sister has
gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to
see God very soon too, so I thought that she could
take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy
to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until
I come back from the mall."

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he
was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my
picture with her so she won't forget me."

"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave
me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my
little sister."!
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very
quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy.
"What if we checked again, just in case you do have
enough money?''

"OK" he said "I hope that I have enough." I added some
of my money to his without him seeing and we started
to count it. There was enough for the doll and even
some spare money.

The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me
enough money!"

Then he looked at me and added "I asked yesterday
before I slept for God to make sure I have enough
money to buy this doll so that mommy can give it to my
sister. He heard me!''

"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white
rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for
too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a
white rose.''

"My mommy loves white roses."

A few minutes later, the old lady came bac for the boy, and I
left with my basket.

I finished my shopping in a totally different state
from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out
of my mind.

Then I remembered a local newspaper article
2 days ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck,
who hit a car, where there was one young lady and a
little girl.

The little girl died right away, and the mother was
left in a critical state. The family had to decide
whether to pull the plug on the life-assisting
machine, because the young lady would not be able to
recover from the coma.

Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I
read in the newspaper that the young lady had passed
away.

I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white
roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of
the young woman was exposed for people to see and make
last wishes before burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful
white rose in her hand with the photo of the little
boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had
been changed forever. The love that this little boy
had for his mother and his sister is still, to this
day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a
drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

Never take your loved ones for granted...you never know when they might be
taken.