Bill Easton What a day...glad that's over. First stop was Quinte Mall (Sports Chek, plus many other stores plus walking and walking), then Canadian Tire and more walking, then Zellers and yes more walking and then a lunch break at North China Buffet. After that a stop at New Vision Bookstore on Dundas Street West, then TSC Hardware before a tea break at Tim Hortons. Finally another walking excurtion at Wal-Mart and a quick stop at Dollarama. A stop for a drive thru coffee at Timmies again and a fillup at Petro Canada and a long drive back up 62 to Bancroft. Merry Christmas everyone!!
Merlyn Precelda We are all travellers and the wildernes of this w0rld, and the best we can find in our travel,is a gud?friend who is willing to j0urney with us through our UPS & D0WNS...
Mallorie Nicole Muggridge Saw a cashier hand a little boy his money back, the boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'' The little boy turned to the old woman next to him, ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' She replied, ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there too.' His eyes were so sad while saying this, 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of himself. He was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me. I luvmy mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll!'' OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said, 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' 'My mommy loves white roses.' A few minutes later,the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state of mind from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine, and in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him. Now you have 2 choices: (1) Copy & Paste this on your wall (2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
Mdta Defensive Tactics well time to work....have a great day.
Jessica Deleau had a fun freaking day, with Danielle Lynn Melton, her mom, wanda, and krystal! i so needed a girls day, and i havent laughed that hard in forever!!! :D
Laura Henk I LOVE JOHN WAYNE! If I could find a hot country boy with half of JW's swag, I would be set! :D
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Costco is currently giving away $100.00 gift cards to all Facebook users!
杨钦德 A could could morning with the could could coffee...
:D
Chiina Stackss #3. I HATE WHEN PEOPLE PUT UP A PICTURE AND SAY " I DONT LIKE IT , EWW BUT W. LIKE IT THOO " NIGGGA IF YOU DONT LIKE IT WHY THE FUCK YOU PUT IT UPPP ? -___-
Lee Simpson My band are 4 'likes' away from a thousand. Be a saint, spread the page. <3 http://www.facebook.com/everyoneanarmy
Sitting comfortably?
Good, then we'll begin.
Lock 3 pessimists, some guitars, some Drums and a strained voice in a cold, dark attic.
Force these four said elements to make a forward-thinking, slightly unorganised noise.
You're somewhere close.
Enjoy.
x
Indira Salguero Today has been a good day so far getting what I need and leaving what I dont...thank u god ur my strength
Duncan Alexander I have a bone to chew. I have a bone to chew. I have a bone to chew. It's good. Umm. I have a bone to chew. Gotta go.
Krizstyle Little Mhee Knight Neasha hackiing my lil SIS page siitin here wit my inlaws I hate a dirty ass nigga in my ( pearl) voice........
Kelly Lynn Morgan "Our lives are not determined by what happens to us, but how we react to what happens; not by what life brings us, but by the attitude we bring to life. A positive attitude causes a chain reaction of positive thoughts, events and outcomes. It is a catalyst a spark that creates extraordinary results."
Lucas Madelyn Working on a Sunday :(
Harmoney Rae Try being ur own person..think for urself and do for urself...following behind a dude is def not a good look
Andy Douangdara I wash and I dry!! I'm like a single mother!! Superbad is such a good movie haha
Lauren Lola Cusimano Yesterday was def a funnn Friday cause I paid for it today
Miriam Abby Cohen ann taylor is selling a keychain for 58.oo. there are cheaper ones at....henri bendel. what could the corporate of ann taylor be thinking of people's purse strings
in this parched economic era ??
Esther James Jourdain We saw the Oasis of the seas wow big ship in 7 weeks we will be sailling on that ship pictures will on FB soon. Nous sommes alles au Port de Fort Laudedale on a vu le gros bateau Oasis of the seas le voir avec nos yeux c'est vraiment quelque chose nous mettrons les photos dans FB bientot. Dans 7 semaines nous seront a notre tour en mer on a bien hate...
Darrell Roberts Looking for a Lady to chill with tonight. Anybody interested?
Stash Sweet-Jones Holland YEAH! SHAWTIE BEEN ROCKIN WIT THE BOY I SLID HER TO THE SIDE FOR A NON FUNCTIONAL RELATIONSHIP BUT IMA MAKE IT UP TOO YOU THO…… IF YU LOVE ME THEN LOVE ME UNCONDITIONAL
Luis Pintag Barcelona 3-1 a real madrid q bien arriba barcelona
Johnna Na i was going to go out but Prince came home all tore up and sick so im on my mommy duties soup and a good movie.bout to wash my hair and call it a night its growing all thick and full
Edward L Cross who every is a ahnk williams fan the 3rd is just as good as his grandfater and his father lets try and get him to come and play for us in Fresno or Visalia Ca
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Let Hank 3 know you want a tour stop in your city. Demand it! now.
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