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"My neighbor is 96 years old and lives on the 3rd floor. This is his garden. When we moved in, he offered a plot to me a...
08/03/2025

"My neighbor is 96 years old and lives on the 3rd floor. This is his garden. When we moved in, he offered a plot to me and said I was free to water and take as I wanted. His caretaker said coming down was hard for him, so we planted sunflowers in hopes he could see them. Well, one finally bloomed!!! I called him up and told him to look outside. The joy he had was explosive! 🥰"

Credit: Christine Esposito

"Laura Failner is a SkyWest flight attendant. On January 7th, she witnessed this moment of kindness. "I love looking for...
06/13/2025

"Laura Failner is a SkyWest flight attendant. On January 7th, she witnessed this moment of kindness. "I love looking for the good in the world! As I flew up to Washington today, I had this cute little 94-year-old lady get on my plane. She was frail and had a hard time getting back to her seat. There was a bit of confusion about where she was supposed to be seated. In first-class, this wonderful gentleman saw her plight and flagged me down. He said, "can you please get her and put her in my seat, and I will take hers." He walked back with me to get her and take her to first class. She was so touched. The woman gave him a big hug and said, "Never in my 94 years has someone done that for me. Thank you, young man." She had tears of gratitude. It was amazing how his thoughtful act changed the attitude of everyone on the flight. May we all look for the little things we can do to help others around us and show kindness. In this crazy world, let's all try to be the good."

My  dad gave me this advice a long time ago when I moved into my first  apartment. He even came out and changed the scre...
06/13/2025

My dad gave me this advice a long time ago when I moved into my first apartment. He even came out and changed the screws for me as soon as I moved in. Someone else recently posted about it and I thought I would share!
A good home security tip that you may have never thought about.... Most contractors install the plates with the supplied screws which are only a half inch long and come out with one kick by a burglar. He installed 4 inch screws in their place that go through the door frame and into the framing of the house. They can kick for a long time before they get tired! You can see in the picture the screw in his hand is the screw supplied with the door hardware. Making a burglar make a bunch of noise and be foiled in their initial plan can not only give you time to arm yourself but they will most likely move on to an easier target.
Mariana Harrison
DFW, TX REALTOR

"Sad night last night but today is a brighter day. The ewe (female sheep) on the left lambed a stillborn and we were una...
06/12/2025

"Sad night last night but today is a brighter day. The ewe (female sheep) on the left lambed a stillborn and we were unable to resuscitate it. She cried most of the night longing for her lamb after we removed it.

The ewe on the right lambed twins last week, though they were very small. It seems that today she has given one of her twins to the grieving mother to raise as her own. This is a photo of them together with their new children."

Credit: Bishop Family Farm

As a single mom raising five children, I constantly stressed about my boy. He was always a little odd—arriving at pals' ...
06/11/2025

As a single mom raising five children, I constantly stressed about my boy. He was always a little odd—arriving at pals' homes barefoot or overlooking simple tasks everyone else noticed.

He never submitted homework (even when completed in his backpack, after I'd reminded him endlessly), yet scored perfectly on exams.

In seventh grade, I had him evaluated for learning disorders, but results showed only ADD (minus hyperactivity) while performing at an 11th-grade academic level.

Still, he maintained just two close friendships in high school and skipped all typical social gatherings like proms. I agonized over his ability to connect with others.

At 17 when he left for college, my anxieties multiplied. Why hadn't I delayed his schooling earlier? Here I was releasing him into adulthood before legal maturity!

Now—he's starting his third year at University of Hartford. His friend circle has expanded beyond counting. He holds a 3.5 GPA while majoring in psychology.

Last summer, he counseled at a camp for adults with developmental disabilities—unimaginable years ago given his extreme food sensitivities. This summer, they promoted him to Assistant Camp Director.

In January, he independently organized study abroad programs across South Africa, Paris, and Rome—securing his own scholarships and handling all logistics.

Words can't capture his transformation. He's shattered every low expectation. Some swans simply need extra time to grow out of their awkward duckling stage.

Now I proudly declare: that magnificent swan was always my duckling, and I adore him completely.

To parents watching a child with dormant potential—have faith. Their breakthrough is coming!

"While driving down Spring Street in East Bridgewater, I noticed 12-15 full white trash bags lined up along both sides o...
06/10/2025

"While driving down Spring Street in East Bridgewater, I noticed 12-15 full white trash bags lined up along both sides of the road.

Eventually I noticed a young man, probably in his mid twenties, with his bucket in hand, picking up trash.

I slowly drove past him, but only for a half mile, as I was eventually compelled to turn my car around and ask him, 'Whatcha doing?' He smiled at me with kind eyes and said, 'picking up the trash.'

'Just because you want to?' I said.

'Well I live right around the corner, I like to fish in this area and there's trash everywhere. There are no houses on this section of the road, so nobody cleans it up.'

I told him how great I thought he was for spending his own money on trash bags and his entire Saturday afternoon cleaning up our neighborhood, as I only live about a mile away.

I told him I couldnt wait to tell my Daisy girl scout troop about him and the good work he was doing. I thanked him again, asked for his name and for permission to take his picture, and then said goodbye.

His name is Scott Quimby, and he lives in East Bridgewater. He was not doing community service, he simply cared enough to do something about the litter that lines our streets and neighborhoods. With Earth Day right aound the corner, let's keep Scott's story with us.

Next time you see a peice of trash on the road, pick it up. Let the last cigarette butt you threw out the car window, be the last. If you don't take the time to recycle, reconsider. Encourage the company you work for to do the same."

Credit Kathleen Lynch

My husband and his colleague were travelling on a remote road in South Australia. Thirty kilometres from the nearest tow...
06/10/2025

My husband and his colleague were travelling on a remote road in South Australia. Thirty kilometres from the nearest town, they came upon a dog in the darkness walking along the side of the road.

He was old and very tired but happily jumped in their work vehicle. The men turned around and headed back to Coober Pedy. There, they stopped at the local Police Station which was closed at the time. Using Facebook, they found a lost dog post and contacted the owner. The 13-year-old dog had been missing for 6 days and she was starting to lose hope.

The men dropped Max off with his owner and then headed back out.

Credit - original owner (respect 🫡)

Sweaty, baby strapped to my back, three year old insisting that her belly hurts and NEEDS her donut that she forgot to e...
06/10/2025

Sweaty, baby strapped to my back, three year old insisting that her belly hurts and NEEDS her donut that she forgot to eat after lunch, 6 year old using everything in sight as a weapon, 7 year old wanting to spend the only dollar he has. This. This was my trip to the grocery today. While I was bagging up my groceries (thanks Aldi) and trying to quietly keep from losing my ever loving s..., the lady next to me asked if I have one of those phones that takes pictures. Trying not to convey my annoyance to someone else adding to the million questions that make up my day, I replied that, yes I do have one of those fancy phones. She asked to take a picture of me with the kids. At the grocery. Together. She told me that she wishes she had photos of herself doing every day things with her kids. She validated the fact that a simple grocery trip is hard. She told me that what I do matters. She doesn't miss what made the days hard, but she misses what made them sweet. I will always cherish this picture and the message that came with it.

Credit: Nomadic Imagery

This is marriage 🫶“I stood in my bedroom doing my makeup when I heard my parents across the hall in the bathroom. My fat...
06/10/2025

This is marriage 🫶
“I stood in my bedroom doing my makeup when I heard my parents across the hall in the bathroom. My father was groaning in immense pain and luckily my mother was there to help him. I was a self-absorbed twenty-something at the time—bouncing back and forth between two men like a rubber ball. But this moment between my parents struck me.
My father moaned. “It’s okay, Chris,” my mother said to him. “I’m here.”
That was the start of my father’s painful side effects from his prostate cancer years prior—something that would only get worse with time.
As I leaned toward the mirror, slipping mascara onto my lashes, I heard more grumbling from my father. I froze. I was stuck in their moment with no place to go. I heard a clank in the bathroom. A mess was made out of my father’s control. My mother would be the one to clean it up. “I’m so sorry,” my dad said.
“It’s okay, Chris,” my mom said. “I’m here.”
After I was done with my makeup, I sat on my bed with the door cracked open. While I was nervous about my dad’s health, tears fell onto my jeans because I finally realized something—THIS is marriage.
Marriage isn’t found at the big wedding, the trendy date nights, or even hours spent together on the couch watching Netflix. Marriage is found in the darkness—with one spouse helping the other during a time that would be humiliating to share with anyone else.
As young girls and boys, we watch movies and read stories about happy endings, blissful beginnings, and comedic in-betweens. But true romance is found when two people need each other, are vulnerable with one another, and can wholeheartedly depend on one another during the darkest times in life.
I sat on my bed, and at that moment, I decided to stop bouncing. I wanted my future to look like my parents’—imperfect but beautiful. My parents’ marriage and my marriage have been full of dips and peaks, but witnessing the true love in their moment will forever keep reminding me that marriage is found in the toughest spots in life—even the bathroom.”
Credit: Angela Anagnost-Repke, Writer

PAUL HARVEY'S LETTER TO HIS GRANDCHILDRENWe tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse. Fo...
06/09/2025

PAUL HARVEY'S LETTER TO HIS GRANDCHILDREN
We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse. For my grandchildren, I'd like better.
I'd really like for them to know about hand me down clothes and homemade ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches.. I really would.
I hope you learn humility by being humiliated, and that you learn honesty by being cheated.
I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car.
And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen.
It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog put to sleep.
I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in.
I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger brother/sister. And it's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room, but when he wants to crawl under the covers with you because he's scared, I hope you let him.
When you want to see a movie and your little brother/sister wants to tag along, I hope you'll let him/her.
I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that you live in a town where you can do it safely.
On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as uncool as your Mom.
If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one instead of buying one.
I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books.
When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your head.
I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a boy / girl, and when you talk back to your mother that you learn what ivory soap tastes like.
May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole.
I don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it... And if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he/she is not your friend.
I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma/Grandpa and go fishing with your Uncle.
May you feel sorrow at a funeral and joy during the holidays.
I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's window and that she hugs you and kisses you at Christmas time when you give her a plaster mold of your hand.
These things I wish for you - tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. To me, it's the only way to appreciate life.

"My son, Nicholas, lost his wallet last week in Lake George, NY. Today, it was returned to him. I don’t know who Krista ...
06/09/2025

"My son, Nicholas, lost his wallet last week in Lake George, NY. Today, it was returned to him. I don’t know who Krista Breonte from Saddle Brook, NJ is, but she took the time and her own finances to send Nick back his FULLY intact wallet including his pennies. This is a reminder to all of us that good, kind people do things all the time without asking for anything in return. Thank you Krista, and I hope if enough people share this, you will see it, and know how grateful we are."

Credit - original owner

At my daughter's birthday dinner, we had a moment that touched everyone's hearts. A little girl, maybe 3 or 4 years old,...
06/09/2025

At my daughter's birthday dinner, we had a moment that touched everyone's hearts. A little girl, maybe 3 or 4 years old, saw my daughter walk into the restaurant. While we were all enjoying the celebration, this little girl ran over to where my daughter was, looked at her with wide eyes and a big smile, then ran back to her mom and dad.

A few minutes later, the little girl returned, this time being carried by her dad with her head shyly buried in his neck. The dad tapped my daughter on the shoulder and said, "My daughter thinks you're a real princess and wants to give you a hug."

My daughter, of course, said yes, and the little girl gave her the biggest, sweetest hug. The whole room was moved to tears and cheers. They even took a couple of pictures together, and as the little girl left with her parents, she waved goodbye with a smile.
What made this moment even more special was the innocence of it all. That little girl saw just a "princess"—not a black one or a white one, just simply a princess. Kids don’t have hate in them; they’re taught it. This pure interaction was a beautiful reminder of the love and kindness that children naturally possess.

Credit: Steve White

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