Lighthearted Short Stories To Make You Smile
Last week I had one day packed with running errands. One of those errands was to go to the recycle center. I had several trays of recyclables but there was a strong wind outside which made cans and plastic bottles fly out of the trays and roll down the parking lot. It was a gong show. I would run after one can while another bottle was flying through the air.
Finally, I got inside the building, cashed them in, and left for my next errand. When I turned the corner, my eye caught my right hand on the steering wheel - with NO ring on it. I freaked. I started to pray out loud as I turned the car around, ran into the recycle center, and then searched the parking lot - NOTHING.
Do I call my husband? What would I say to him? He made me this ring for a special anniversary.
I emptied my purse onto the front seat of the car and there it was - at the bottom of my bag. How did that happen? Was this one of those times when an angel was looking out for me and put it there?
I called my husband but only told him the first part of the story. Was that mean of me to want him to feel my panic? Halfway through the story, I had to say, "Don't worry - everything's okay."
Lesson Learned:
Leave your jewelry at home when running errands.
Remembering Our Precious Charlie
Some of you may remember the story of Charlie - my daughter's Bernese Mountain dog who we rescued when she was a puppy. By the time Charlie turned seven years old, she had suffered many close calls. She almost died when her tummy flipped. She almost died when she gave birth and there were other close calls.
It was difficult to determine if something was wrong because Charlie lived her life with an incredible attitude. She never showed any indication of pain. She 'smiled' all the time. She was gentle and loving and adored the kids.
One morning a couple of weeks ago, my son-in-law found her in the woods in obvious distress. He gently carried her home. The local vet was kind enough to make a house call and tell them it was her time. She had obviously run away to die. Charlie was my grandson's best friend.
This was not easy for a little guy who has lost other pets - heart-breaking at every turn. But, as always, what a trooper he was as he comforted his little sister. Their daddy took them for a walk while my daughter stayed with Charlie when the vet arrived.
"Mom, I'm sitting here holding Charlie's head in my lap," my daughter said through her tears. "Right up to the last second, Charlie is fighting her demise. She has pulled through so many times. She doesn't want to say goodbye."
Goodbye Charlie – we will miss her forever.
How Do Five Year-Olds Think? Priceless.
Since they were very young, whenever my grands visited us, they would take two hands full of loose coins from the change bucket. They could keep what did not fall out of their hands. Their hands are getting bigger now and they love counting the coins to see how much they get.
Gramma: "Brie, what are you going to do with all that money," I asked.
Brie: "Give it to my daddy, in case he needs it."
Here's Another One...
Brie: "Gramma, how come you don't paint your nails anymore?"
Gramma: "Because I work from my home office, now."
Brie: "So, Gramma, you really need to get out more."
I was stumped for an answer to this five-year-old.
And Another...
With the time change during spring break, it was not dark at dinner time.
Brie: "Gramma, why are we eating dinner in the morning?"
Gramma: "It's not morning; it's evening."
Brie: "Oh, Gramma. You are so silly. It is never light outside at dinner time."
This One Touched My Heart In A New Way
William is nine years old but reads at an eleventh-grade level. He loves books and I teared up when he said, "Gramma, you're an author, right?"
"Sure am!"
"Do you think I could read your books?"
"Of course! But I will expect a review, okay?" That really excited him.
A perfect recap of a beautiful life, full of tender mercies, some heartaches and a large scoop of sweetness!
Aww…that is so sweet. Thank you Diane