I consider myself a very lucky person, as I have had lots of nice things done for me, in my lifetime. But this one touched my heart. I am originally from New Zealand, but have been living in Croatia for many years.
Several years ago, I had some guests come to our little Restaurant in the summer season. They were from N.Z. , and they happened to be former customers of our Restaurant we used to have in N.Z.We caught up with old times etc. , and I guess I got a wee bit homesick, and shed a few tears. About a month later, A parcel arrived in the post, and when I opened it, it was an albumn of sorts, called ''We will never forget you".
It had lots of pictures, and captions from many of my former customers, and local people who I had known in the area I lived. It was put together beautifully, and I was just so touched and thrilled to receive it. I treasure this album, as it reminds me of all the wonderful people I knew and did business with.
This was not family, just great friends and former customers. Things like that, mean so much in life.
Before I contracted Grave's Disease I was living a pretty decent life. Just quit my job, 10 years in hotel industry, had enough savings to live for several years without worrying about work, the BAM! Got hit with the mahalo.com/disease disease.It took all my savings, all 10 year's worth, drove us out of our home to live in the freakin' desert where it's cheap and now we live on my hubby's mahalo.com/social-security Social Security checks, which by the way isn't enough.
Even though I'm on the rebound I am a freelance writer and I have to write to eat. Well, before I got into freelance writing last year, when we first moved here in May, we lived on $50 a week for groceries for 3 adults. Oatmeal, oatmeal and more oatmeal.
I told someone I had made a short film with (I'm a screenwriter) about it and next thing I know he drops $50 in my mahalo.com/Paypal Paypal account. He said, "I don't want my friend to go without food." You see, I've spent the better part of my life giving money because I was always in that position to do so, this was the first time someone "unselfishly" gave me money.
It touched me deeply.
There were so many kind things people did for me when I was hiking the Appalachian Trail -- things like other hikers walking the extra distance from and back to camp to filter and haul water for both themselves and me at the end of a long, tiring day without me asking; trail "angels" leaving treats at trailheads or giving me rides into and back from town; strangers inviting me and other hikers to stay in their homes and being so generous while we were there. But the biggest and best kindness of them all (if I had to choose) would be that a woman I hardly knew at the time drove me and two other hikers all the way from Pennsylvania to Georgia to take us to the beginning of the trail, where we'd start our hikes. She refused to take any gas money from us and had the van stocked with all sorts of food and drinks for the trip.
She was not hiking the trail, herself.
Antjecobbett is just great. How sweet of her! I know you'll cherish it forever.
I met Antje through @enigmatic1500, who I met through @ritzy. All 3 of these gems, who all live in Spain have been nothing but extremely nice and sincere to me. Ritzy was such great help and patient with me in the past.It's been a real treat to work with Antje and Rose on Guru.
The nicest thing I can say that anyone has done for me is hold my hand at my grandmother's death bed as she slipped away. All of my intimidate family was on vacation when the family was called in.My best friend went with me and held my hand during the entire ordeal. Many people have done very nice things for me.
Just today, my wonderful boss told me to get some rest because I have the flu. He is the greatest and truly an inspiration. I've learned so much from his example.
That was like 8 or 9 and he would stay after school because I was in like kinder and the other grade got out earlier. So my brother took me to the nurse and that's when I knew my brother really loved me and I think that's really special and really nice, articlesbase.com/wellness-articles/opc-f....
You know, I actually found it difficult to remember something nice that someone did to me. And not because nobody has ever done anything kind to me, but because so many people in my life have done such helpful and nice things for me, and even if they were small things they mean so much to me! My friends have always been amazing.
They've brought me souvenirs from all their travels, and have always given me the most meaningful gifts on my birthday. But although they were amazing to always get me something, its not about the gifts. It's about that they cared enough to make my day to buy me something.
They are always there for me. They will always support me. That is the nicest thing anyone can ever do for me.
I cant really gove you an answer,but what I can give you is a way to a solution, that is you have to find the anglde that you relate to or peaks your interest. A good paper is one that people get drawn into because it reaches them ln some way.As for me WW11 to me, I think of the holocaust and the effect it had on the survivors, their families and those who stood by and did nothing until it was too late.