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We often learn the most from our children.
Some time ago, a friend of mine punished his 3-year-old daughter for
wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight, and he became
infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the
tree.
Nevertheless, the little girl brought
the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you,
Daddy."
He was embarrassed by his earlier
over-reaction, but his anger flared again when he found that the box was
empty. He yelled at her, "Don't you know that when you give someone a
present, there's supposed to be something inside of it?"
The little girl looked up at him with
tears in her eyes and said, "Oh, Daddy it's not empty. I blew kisses
into the box. All for you, Daddy."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little
girl, and he begged her forgiveness.
My friend told me that he kept that gold box by his bed for years.
Whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and
remember the love of the child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each of us has been given a gold container filled
with unconditional love and kisses from people who care about us. There is
no more precious possession anyone could hold. You now have the choice,
you can:
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pass this on to your friends
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delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart. As
you can see, I took choice number 1...It's not our job to see through
each other, it's our job to see one another through.
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