Little Things Mean So Much.....

Being a mom, disabled the past 22 plus years, with kids who are now adults and on their own I've learned little things mean so much. I'm disabled by severe chronic back and nerve pain. It's invisible to most people which is a blessing and a curse. Eight back surgeries, countless procedures, medications too costly and numerous to count as well as hours of physical therapy hasn't lessened my pain. During these years one of my kids went through life and death heart problems, fortunately getting a heart transplant followed by cancer as a result of the rejection meds taken to stay alive. Not easy for any family or disabled mom! I wake up each day grateful I'm alive and blessed to have two kids alive, healthy and thriving. After years and years battling chronic, physical pain I'm left isolated and alone. Little things that mean so much would be a visit from people who care....a meal delivered, a simple gesture that my life matters. The little things aren't terribly expensive but can be viewed as "values" many hold dear. I smile and yearn to be on the receiving end of the "values" I see demonstrated on your heart warming adds.

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My Super Mother

My mother is a super woman. She's the best mother that I could ever have. I'm glad that she is my mother.
Seen's my father diagnost in Lung Cancer she stands as our Father and Mother.
My mother was there for us when we needed someone the most. Without my Father, everything seem to fall apart. But for my mother, being a single parent to the family was even harder. My mother knew that everymonth the bills are going to be expensive. She worked very hard at my tita's house as a maid. But the hard part was her waking up early everyday to clean my titas house, Wash the dirty dishes. After that she had to wash them clothes. Doing that everyday non stop for five days is very hard. I know that my mom would be so tired from doing all of the hard work.
She never gives up on anyone in the family. She's the one who keeps everyone in the family going. I'm so happy that my mom is a strong person and is willing to keep the family together.
-My mothers name is Emelia Yerro Aguilar

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A Simple Wish

From a young age, my parents have taught me the importance of giving generously to the less fortunate. Out of habit, whenever there is something I can spare, I give it to someone on the streets.
Last week, as I left the house to run a few errands, I carried with me some old clothes, a handbag and some food to hand over to someone needy.
As the car halted at a traffic signal, I saw a girl of five or six asking for money. I signaled her to come to me and quickly collected all the stuff I had. As I started handing them over, she seemed overwhelmed. She looked up at me with a sweet smile on her face and asked what was in the bag. I told her there were some clothes and food for her.

Once again she looked up at me and asked, “Can you give me some water?” It was then that I noticed her parched lips. It seemed she had not had a drop of water all day.
I took out my flask of water that I always carry with me and helped her to drink from it. She finished it quickly and gave me a heartwarming smile of gratitude.
I was thankful to God that I could fulfill her simple wish!
I realized once again that day that you don’t necessarily have to make big donations to help someone. This incident reiterated my belief in the simple acts of kindness and how they can make someone’s day.
The next time you want to do something nice for someone, don’t hold back, waiting for the right opportunity. Go ahead and do it!

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It's Your Lucky Day!

I was running late for work on Friday trying to get my bags packed for DC. It was a beautiful day and normally I would walk to the subway. Since I was running late the only way to make it to work on time would be to catch a cab. So I flagged down the first cab that drove by my house. When I got into the back seat I saw a brand new Iphone4 sitting right next to me in the middle. I said to the driver where did you just drop the last person off? and showed him the phone. There was a language barrier between us but he knew what I meant. He pointed at a girl walking up the street, we drove up to her and I rolled down the window and yelled out to her. She was soo thankful and by the look on her face I could tell how grateful she was. As I know from previous experience, if you leave your cell phone in a cab, most likely it's gone. After she got the phone back, I heard someone walking past her say, "Today's your lucky day!". I was happy I could help her. Within 2 minutes of walking out my front door I helped change someone's day from bad to good, quite the way to start the day.

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My lucky day (Short Story)

Well it was my lucky day I couldn’t believe my luck I was invited to the Don Bradmen’s final game I was he’s biggest fan. It was the day before the game and I was bouncing of the walls in excitement. I had never been to one of his games before because my family is to poor to by tickets to go. I raced over to my friend’s house to tell them and to brag of course. My friend’s were as bigger fan as me. Billy said “what what what “I got some tickets sent to me but I don’t know who sent them. I have to go home now to get some rest for tomorrow. Yeah, lucky.
I was awake really early ready to go. I was the first one to get to the gates so I got the best seat .I knew Don was batting to the right hand side so that’s where I sat hoping to get a catch.
Don Bradmen came out and the crowed went wild with cheers I had never seen so many people in my life it was amazing don was out to get the perfect percentage of 100% Don didn’t like the new body line style that they were bowling at him every time they did it the crowd bowed in devastation.
I was standing in the crowed watching him getting hit in every way possible Don was slowly reaching his target he needed a six then he would be one from his target he thumped into the stands it was coming strait for me I stood up it was coming for me I couldn’t believe my eyes it fell right into the pams of my hands the crowed was gathered around me trying to get the ball of me but I wasn’t letting go ass the crowed took of because of the police. I got some room to breath I stood up and tossed the ball back down to the Australian player. the crowed settled down they started to play again Don STOOD UP TO THE CREASE ready. The bowler came in the crowed went silent. The ball came in it hit his back leg pad he looked at the umpire the crowed was standing waiting for the call the umpire called it OUT the crowed booed for ages it was like the end of the world at that stadium. I felt pretty disappointed that he got out. Some people where crying ass he walked of the ground. Don had his head down. I couldn’t ever Amagen in the world what he would be thinking at the moment. The hole of Australia would have been listening to there radios in disappointed. Half the crowd left after he got out. After the match there was lots of photos being taken and lots of signatures being done. I got one on my cricket bat and on my ball I was really impressed. And that’s why he’s the great champion he is.

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'I'm very lucky' -- Brussels attack survivors tell their stories

You're standing at the airport check-in counter. Maybe you're thinking about work. Maybe talking to someone in line. Routine stuff.

Next thing you know, there's a sound. Everything goes black. You're being hurled through the air. Your watch and shoe are gone. You're bleeding.

This is what it was like to experience the terror attacks in Brussels, Belgium, on Tuesday, which killed at least 28 people and wounded more than 300.

As their conditions stabilize, victims are beginning to talk about what happened to them. Here are some of their stories:

'I was so lucky'

Mason Wells

Mormon missionary Mason Wells was at the airport that morning to drop off colleague Fanny Clain, who was heading to the United States. He spoke to CNN from his hospital bed, his head still wrapped in gauze.

Waiting in line, he pulled out his iPad to look something up. It was shortly before 8 a.m. The first of two bombs exploded, nearly engulfing him in flames.

"I wasn't expecting it at all," Wells told CNN's Phil Black. "I was looking down and all of a sudden, a huge blast from my right. I believe my body was actually picked off the ground for a moment."

"A large part of the right side of my body got really hot and then really cold, and I was covered in a lot of fluids, a lot of blood, and a lot of that blood wasn't mine," he said.

He found an exit amid the chaos. He took just a few steps. Then, another explosion.

"I ran over the top of this destroyed door, over a bunch of glass," he said, then he turned back to look for the other colleagues with whom he'd gone to the airport.

It was then, he says, that the pain began to hit him, and he looked down and saw his ankle was bleeding heavily.

Someone told him to sit. He did, landing in a puddle of blood. An Eagle Scout with first aid training, he began to assess his wounds. Several people tried to place tourniquets on his leg, but he told them not to, fearing he would lose it if they did.

He said he's been praying for those hurt that day.

"I feel love for those that were injured," he said. "I feel so bad."

"I'm very lucky," he said. "I know there were some that were not as lucky as I was."

Grief for the lost, hope for the missing

'It was all gray'

American survivor: 'God is with us' 04:00

Clain, the missionary Wells had accompanied to the airport, told CNN's Alisyn Camerota that she'd just gotten in line to check in when the bomb went off. A woman holding a newborn baby was behind her.

Next thing she knew, she was lying on the floor.

"It was all ashes all around," she said. "It was all gray."

Burning flesh stank. Sticky brown blood covered her coat.

She opened her eyes and walked away as fast as she could. She was crying.

Her family is panicked, she said, but she says she's OK. "The doctors are really nice with me, and I don't feel so bad," she says.

The source of such calm?

"Simple," she says. "God is with us."

A mother's determination

Sneha Mehta and her husband, Sameep, had just returned from Abu Dhabi in the United Arab Emirates. They live in Antwerp. They were downstairs in the arrival area when they heard the explosion, and parts of the ceiling began to fall on them.

"I absolutely didn't know which direction to run in," Mehta said.

She thought for a moment that she might die there. Then the moment passed and she knew with certainty that she would survive, for the sake of her unborn child.

"I knew for sure," Mehta said. "I knew for sure."

She later wrote a letter to the baby, which an ultrasound after the attack revealed to be healthy.

"I do hope with all my heart that you are born into a better world," Mehta wrote, "and if not, then you do absolute best to make it that."

CNN's Don Melvin contributed to this report.

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we are so lucky Oooh! noo! I'm so lucky. (And this is my story).

I had a lot of friends, and all those friends kept on telling me that I'm lucky. At first I didn't know why they were telling me those words. It was like they were just wasting their time, because I wasn't consider myself as a lucky person.
After few years later, I started to learn English. It was difficult for me, because I faced a lot of difficulties from very beginning at school before failing an English exam and decided to give up.
I started to learn English all by myself. I was so amazed of how easy it was to learn English like that, alone, without any help, in my room.

About a week ago, I started to learn Rusian. I learned how to read and write in russian for few hours. I said, "ooh! maybe this is why people telling me I'm luck" but I turned around and say "ooh! no, maybe today is my lucky day, let me try Korean tomorrow". So, the following day I started to learn just how to read and pronounce those korean letters. To be honest, it wasn't difficult at all. I just learned how to read for few hours again and skipped on large texts and reading out loud and screaming like crazy. yeeeeeeesssss I DID IT.

but for me, being luck is not about learning something so faster or getting something out of nowhere. But being luck is about knowing what you want, what you do and how you gonna carry on doing it and succeed.
In learning a language, we are all lucky that's why we are here. So! don't allow ourselves even for one second to give up. I know it's hard to reach fluency in any language, but we had better be lucky and reach our dreams.

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“I’m So Lucky”

With Gordon receiving hospice care, I decide that I’m not going to waste another precious day and opportunity for a visit, but I’m not sure what to expect as I enter the retirement community where he resides. Although unable to eat solid foods for the past two years, Gordon’s body is declining more rapidly these last few days since choosing to stop all sustenance, except water. There’s a sign on his door, “I don’t always hear your knock. Please come in.” I do, and that’s how I meet Gordon, a man who is engaging, happy, interested, and a total delight to be with.

At 95 years old, Gordon Mickelson is possibly the oldest fan of Love Is the New Currency. After being given a copy by his daughter, whom I’ve gotten to know through a mutual friend, Gordon asked her, “You know the author?  I would love to meet her!” When I agree to meet her dad, little do I know what a gift is in store for me.
Gordon is one of those people who has “never met a stranger.” We easily start talking as though we’ve known each other for years.
“I’m so lucky,” Gordon says as he relates stories of his life. “I was a farm boy and was lucky to be raised so close to the earth and nature. I grew up with two siblings and several cousins and we were lucky because we all loved each other.”
Gordon has enjoyed a life of adventure, traveling to 86 different countries. When I ask him, “What was a key moment in your life?” he tells me how privileged he was to be in the service and to be sent on a secret mission to Germany. There, he found himself in the presence of imposing and powerful historical figures: President Franklin Roosevelt, whom he greatly admired, as well as Stalin and Churchill. “I was lucky to have the right job at the right time.”
Gordon shares how grateful he was to have had a wife, whom he dearly loved, and a wonderful family.  “I’m so lucky. I’m even a great-grandfather now!”
Lying in a hospital bed, with only water to sip on, Gordon is emphatic that he doesn’t want to be kept alive artificially, “I wouldn’t do anything to shorten or prolong my life. When my body is ready to go, it’ll be time.”
And yet, he lights up when he talks about the beautiful flowers that his daughter has planted outside of his patio window and the bird feeder that attracts so many birds (although he can’t see them from where he lies).  He smiles. In fact, Gordon smiles almost the entire time that I’m with him.
“Gordon, it sounds like you’ve had a happy life. What do you attribute that to?” I ask. His face changes and he answers slowly. “It hasn’t always been happy. There were difficult times too. My wife had a hard time sleeping for a long time. It took a toll on her and she took her own life.” His eyes tear as he shares how much he misses her.
But moments later, he goes on to tell me how much he loves his family, how lucky he is to be getting the care that he is, and what a good life he’s had. He adds, “I think that the key to having a happy life is being grateful.”
It occurs to me that I’ve just heard the words, “I’m so lucky” said more times in a half hour than I typically hear in years. (I try going back and counting, but I quickly lose track.)
Gordon tells me how much he enjoys reading Love Is the New Currency. He is convinced that it’s an important message to get out in the world, and says, “I’m proud of what you’re doing and I would like to help you if there’s anything that I can do.” I thank him as I sign his book: “Gordon, I’m honored to know you.”
When I ask if I can come back to visit next week, he says with a smile, “Don’t even ask!”
And I walk away feeling, “I’m so lucky.”

Addendum:
I was fortunate to be able to visit Gordon four more times.  He always had so many friends and family surrounding him that it felt like a ‘love fest’ and I was grateful to be a part.
Gordon never complained about anything.  In fact, on one of my visits, he said, “I’m lucky that I was able to roll over on my side last night.  I slept better.”
I was always amazed at how interested Gordon was in others and in life.
On my last visit, he was listening to a book on tape…something about the cosmic consciousness. I asked him if he believed in a life after this one and he said, “I don’t know.”  He said that he was trying to be “an open door” as a friend had suggested.
“IF there is life on the other side, would you be open to communicating with me?” I asked.  “Yes,” he replied, “but I just don’t know.”
“Gordon, every time someone says, “I’m so lucky,” I’m going to think of you.”  He smiled and as I started to leave he said, “You are a beautiful person.” That was the last time I saw Gordon.
Gordon passed away a week later. There were 100 people at his “Celebration of Life.” I was honored to read this story at his service and in closing, we all said in unison “I’m so lucky” three times. I invited each person to not only carry Gordon in their hearts, but to share his message of gratitude.
I’m making sure that I hear and speak those words often. And I’ve been told that Gordon’s friends and family now have a new mantra:  “I’m so lucky!”

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I'M So Lucky To Have True Friends In My Life.

I just want to share this story about my friends. I'm not really the outgoing, public relation-ish kind of person. I am really shy when making friends. There must be a feeling of comfort first before I am able to to share myself with others. It take years for me to open up unless you really exude that kind of comfort that would not make be feel intimidated or make me feel agitated. I have found friends along the way, and i'm lucky that although they are few, they are quality friends. You know they'll be there for you, in good times and bad.

..and there, our family suddenly was caught in a crisis. One of my loved ones had caught an illness. In our country, healthcare is very expensive. You shoulder everything when your insurance ran out. Worst, some operation/surgery cannot be done if not fully paid before the procedure. The shy person that I am, I reached out. I needed help... the family needed help. Mostly financially. Then individually, it really affects you so much. You have to pull yourself together to face this kind of situation... this is where I am most thankful of. One by one, i was not expecting that most of my friends tried to extend any help they can. (Either financially or a shoulder to cry on/lean on)

i really hope that we get through this asap. We have been raising funds..so far it isn't enough but the support i got from my friends were very touching. I really appreciate everything they did for me and for my family.

Although, the burden is kind of heavy, because I've been blessed with these kind of friends, somehow the burden becomes tolerable.


I love them so much and I realize who my real friends were. It's amazing that although i have few friends, these few friends responded in ways of a real friend. I hope they be blessed.

I'm so so grateful to have them in my life.