He said that whenever his visits with his sister were drawing to a close, he’d give her a hug and a kiss, telling her, “I love you.” Once, about 10 years ago, the woman who only said “mom,” “piano” and “Donalds” did something remarkable.
“She said it two times, clear as a bell: ‘I love. I love,’” Erik recalled. “It only happened that one day. I don’t know what brought it out of her.”
Love is beyond words.
Peace.
BFH,
Thank you. Sometimes, even tears can brighten our day. I know that this young lady is with her parents in Heaven jumping for joy. Her Brother is a great man. Now, I am going to call my sister and tell her I love her.
Truely, all lives matter.
When I raised Labrador retrievers I used to take my dogs to a facility that took care of people with cerebral palsy, Down’s syndrome etc. The dogs recognize these people as particularly special.
A Labrador worthy of the name is not all that particular about the human company they keep. Most would take up with an ax murder or a Democrat, but they were particularly fond of their visits to that facility.
That’s beautiful . . .
Whoa, dusty in here.
Kinda spooky as that’s the month and year my Laura was born. And she’s not in the best of health either.
I need a dose of something like this every so often to remind me the world isn’t all bad.
There is a LOT of good in the world, including that which we here put into it.
Cut the cable cord and don’t inflict all the internet headlines on yourself every day. It’s amazing what a few days without “news” can do for the soul.
Reminds me of my dearest friend of 68 years, Gary.
When he was born the doctors stated he wouldn’t live past 12 years old.
Born with hydrocephalus & polio, always wheel chair bound since birth. Contracted cancer of the throat and lost his larynx. The kindest and most caring boy and later adult I had ever met. Gary passed away 2 years ago. Our friendship lasted 68 years.
A man that couldn’t walk, taught me to stand through life’s most traumatic and tragic times. The man who couldn’t talk, taught me the strength of words and the power of silence. Miss you Gary.
The Lord must have loved that family very much to entrust such a special child to their care.
Beautiful.
Thanks for posting this, Mr Fur.
Families are forever. Death does not end them it only separates them for a short time. When they meet on the other side of the Vail they will be perfect in mind, body and spirit.
JD
Raised Labs 40 years ago. Top line, big $ dogs. But I worked over 40 hrs a week so wife took care of pups. She , rightly , said too much work and we stopped after 2 profitable liters..
Labs are good gun dogs and really friendly.
I will never forget 50 years ago my daughter pulled the nots on our current dog. I jumped up expecting to pull him off her; he just walked away not even a growl. Had she don that to a Short Hair or Britney she would have bleed!
Angus, my current is so big and muscular he scares folk that do not know him. He has never shown his teeth nor growled at a human. Wants to lick humans! I have titanium knees so he will never get a bird! But his is the fuddy duddy’s buddy! And Lab #7. I cry every time I lose one. They are like my kids; God help me I out live them!
SB NUTS. not nots!
I’m still in the process of grieving for my son and stories like this remind me that the world is a beautiful place.
@jarhead:
My kids had a lab/pit mix. Ended up about 110 lbs. and was very gentle (unless you were between him and the food dish). Little kids would walk up to him and pet him while the parents were afraid of him. He could snatch flies out of midair! Lived for 15 years til he got cancer and had to be put down.
@Cato & Hambone –
Cato; Your friendship did not go unnoticed,
Hambone; Your son is in a far,far, better place.
Prayers for both of you.
Everyone I’ve ever met who had a
special child, always said,”they
are a blessing.”
What a moving story. What a loving and dedicated brother and son. Blessings upon him.
It stirs up memories of my sister who passed away in 1996 at 33 years of age.
This story was a lovely grain of hope. It’s important to remember that kindness and compassion is all around us in spite of the ugliness we have witnessed for too long.