Box of Kisses

A man saw 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 Christmas tree. The man shouted at the girl for wasting the costly paper. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said,

“This is for you, Daddy.”

The man was embarrassed by his earlier action, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He shouted at her, telling,

“Don’t you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside?”

The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried,

“Oh, Daddy, it’s not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They’re all for you, Daddy.”

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and asked for her forgiveness.

Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. Her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, 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 one of us, as humans beings, have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses… from our children, family members, friends, and God. There is simply no other possession, anyone could hold, more precious than this.

I am doing copy and paste, because it is a Bank Holiday here……/Maybe I will write a blog later

Tania

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  1. A lesson for us all there Tania…..but life gets in the way sometimes……..I would think there will be many people who have lost someone and have regrets about what they did or said…..or what they didn’t do and say……but we are only human, all of us…. and sometimes we have to make allowances for ourselves and others…..

  2. Star, you say Life gets in the way? No, its adults, all-knowing, all-seeing that get in the way. why? because they do not take the time to lend an ear to the small sweet voices that are close to them.
    Thank you, Tania, for the C and P.