歌友会
当清风送来一抹草籽的芬芳，我蓦然忘了忧，欢天喜地起来。
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.'
歌儿按：这个故事虽然不是真的，读来却很感人。想到最近刚失去孩子的同事Ruth,不知道如果发给她看，会不会给她些安慰，又怕看了，她更勾起伤心。所以还是贴在这里吧。
“阿小歌，真人SHOW我就不参加了，老了，不敢跟你们这帮小年轻大年轻站一个舞台上了。不过，如果你们愿意让我免费当观众，我还是很愿意的：）））”
--- m2m2，可以吗？：）
豆豆妈别自责了，只要没大碍，就好了，不是你粗心。:)
小胖妮，你看到的帅豆照片跟我看的一样吗？:)
抱抱老乡, 虽然我不知道你的故事, 但从只言片语里,我可以感受你的坚强, 懂得你的坚强...孩子的力量很大,歌儿这么多我说过.
歌儿:
没孩子和有孩子,对一切跟孩子有关的东西的体会感受是真不一样的.. 从孩子还在肚子里我就发现了. :)
歌儿不要得意，见过小帅豆的不止你一个，咔咔咔
PP,回抱,你的明白体谅痛惜尽在不言中.
"从TT生病,我觉得自己枯萎了一半,再也不能回转过来." 小珊,看了这句真是让我心疼得无以复加.
你越坚强,就越让人心疼.
我去洗手间了...
阿小珊，不知道你的故事。希望一切都好。抱抱你和TT。
谢谢茶花:-))
歌儿,TT不能去向阳院,TT要学习在现存的体制中/系统中生活,生存.AA才是TT以后一辈子依赖仰仗的人.
Dr.娃娃,咱们不哭,咱们不坚强,孩子就失去更多.对,那个司机叫Joe,我也很想他.
嗯,麦片,咱们说好了,老了作伴,谁都不许失信!
阿小珊，我去看过你，知道一些你家的故事，还有那个司机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我就不参加了，老了，不敢跟你们这帮小年轻大年轻站一个舞台上了。不过，如果你们愿意让我免费当观众，我还是很愿意的：）））
珊瑚礁：抱抱，亲亲，虽然不知道你的一切事情，但歌儿说得好，我们老了可以大家在一起，做做伴的。
我没有孩子，我看了只是感动，没掉泪，不知道有孩子的人看了以后会这么难过，抱歉。
希望豆豆没大碍。可怜的豆豆，让你们羡慕我一下，我可是见过豆豆的照片，那小伙子，真是漂亮招人疼，想到他受伤了，我心里也跟着疼啊，555.秋月冬雪你可一定接到豆豆来告诉我们一声。
阿小珊：抱抱你，使劲抱。没事，将来咱们都去向阳院，我跟你一起陪着阿小T！
抱抱阿小珊！
嗯,阿小歌你坐我膝盖上你赚到了,我膝盖肉肉的,好舒服吧??haihiahia!
要不我也躺倒,头枕小鹿,脚搁猫猫上,啊~~~又软又暖,Zzzzzzzzzz
刚看到这个，豆豆的伤好了吗？小孩子啊，就是让妈妈总是担惊受怕的：（
豆豆妈，希望豆豆的伤没有大碍，唉，这些男孩子，怎么就不让当妈的省点心呢
既然你不让别人跟你抢地板，那我只好坐在小鹿背上了。。。。。。我也感冒了，所以咱们不怕互相传染， 还有谁没感冒啊？来来来，让俺亲你们一口。。。。hiahiahia.....:)
等我收到月圆和毛猫的照片，真人兽就开场了。大家好好期待吧。
那我坐哪儿？坐阿小珊膝盖上吧。:)