Lovely story..

I have same question with Angel. How does she take care of his eyes?

Gee. I got goosebumps when I realized what happened. Is this true ?

Hi, sometimes the seeing is blind also the deaf. At blind thin soul, me always painfully to look at the blind. And if in my life it should choose between blind with beautiful soul, and beautiful seeing but with cruel soul, I would choose blind and all life would devote it.

Wlife... Della and Jim is 2 characters on your blog?

Hi wonderful
i brought the same story to the blogs afew weeks ago...
BLINDED BY LOVE... and like you i ran it as a love or lovely story also... but i wonder is it

depending how you see it
perhaps its a warning to us from God
not to alter what he has done
not to question his reasons
cos dear God does know best

Ps, and might i add, God runs out of patience too
and he that tries to undo what he has done
like ya man in the dark, shall feel his temper too

Angel.... What price will you quote for your nice curly hair? $2? Remember... Della's hair under her knees long.

Jim passed away. Now she cut of the hair for nothing and is left with the empty watch and chain.

Did he sell his watch?

Good story Wlife...

I used to buy a Christmas gift for someone special and I was so happy when I found his eyes so bright when he found what he got.

This is a true story.

My mother had only one eye. I hated her so much because she was such an embarrassment. She worked as a cook in the same school I was learning in so as to support our family. One day, when I was in school , she came by to make sure that I was fine. I felt so embarrassed. "How could she do this to me?" I though.
I ignored her. I gave her an angry hateful glimpse then ran away. In the next day, one of the students came to me and said, "Oh! Your mum has only one eye!". At this moment, I wished if I could bury myself. I wished if my mother would disappear from my life forever.
The day after that, I went to her feeling very furious at her. I said to her, " You made me look like a joke! Why don't you die?!". She didn't respond.
I never thought twice about what I said and I never hesitated to say it because I was very mad at her. I didn't really care about her feelings. I just wanted to leave the house. I studied really hard so I received a scholarship to study in Singapore. Then I went there, studied, got married, bought a house, had kids on my own and I was very satisfied and happy with my life.

One day, my mum came to visit me, she hadn't seen me for years. She hadn't even met her grandchildren yet. She stood by the door, my children were laughing at her. "How dare you come to my house and scare my children?!" I screamed at her, "Get out of here right now!".
"I'm sorry, I must have got the wrong address." She quietly answered. The she disappeared and I never heard of her again.

One day, I received a letter from my school inviting me to attend the school reunion. So I lied to my wife and told her that I was going on a business trip. After the meeting, I went to my old house --the house which I was raised in-- just out of curiosity. The neighbors told me that my mum had died. I didn't really care, I didn't even shed a single tear. Then they gave me a letter from my mum.

My dear son,
I think about you all the time. I'm so sorry that I came to Singapore and scared your children. I was very happy when I heard that you were coming to the school reunion. I'm afraid I won't be able come and see you because I can't even get out of the bed. I'm sorry that I caused you embarrassment through your whole life.
Do you know? when you were a child you had an accident and lost one of your eyes. And as a mother, I couldn't bare to let you grow up with only one eye. So I gave yo mine. I was very happy and proud that my son could see the world with my own eyes.

Love,
Your mother.
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Hi Wonder. Sorry, I couldn´t help posting the above story.

You are welcome

Hi Minerva...

I really cry reading your story.
She lost her essential time being warmth mother bcos of rejection.
And I hate her son.