A woman offers kinds words for parents who lost their child to war. This same woman lost a son so she’s been there:

“Our heartfelt condolences at this sad time. No words we say could ever ease your pain…”

Grandmother Carol has written this message 506 times. It signifies the number of servicemen and women killed in action since her own son, John, 31, met his death serving in Iraq.

She’s touched a couple of people and her and her husband have made many friends out of these people. Here’s a couple of examples of the gratefulness of the kind words:

Carol, who has arthritis, has received around 50 replies. One said: “Thank you so much for your lovely card and kind words of support. Only those who have experienced the same tragedy know how we feel… we still wait to hear our son’s voice or see his face at the door. Take care and be proud in the knowledge that your son John was doing a job he loved.”

One with a Union Jack picture said: “To know we are not alone in how we are feeling at this time is a great comfort.”

Her story is a “what comes around goes around” theme:

While trying to come to terms with her loss, grandmother Carol from Hurley, Warks, received a sympathy card from a stranger – a mother who had lost her soldier son four months earlier. Carol, 67, a retired BT operator, says: “I was touched that through her own grief she decided to give me a bit of comfort. It was such a nice thing to do. It gave me the idea to start writing myself and I’ve done it ever since. I’ve never missed one.”

Awesome.

A man was having some car trouble. It came to the point where he had to abandon the car to seek help. The 70 year old walked to Wal-Mart and then:

There was a young fellow standing behind me in line, and I asked him if he had ever used this treatment. He said he had. I told him I had walked from the Wawa and asked him if by chance he might be headed that way. He offered to take me there, then helped me try to get the vehicle started. Obviously it was something beyond moisture in the tank. This young man graciously called for a wrecker. There was no one that I went to on a regular basis for car repair, so I asked him if he knew anyone. He said his girlfriend’s parents were in the car business. Again, I had to intrude on his time to call and see if they could take the vehicle. Not once did this young man look upon me as a burden.

That’s great.

This one made me smile. A man had his bike destroyed. A woman noticed this and decided to donate a bike she had recently won. The man relied on this bike to go to work among other things.

His bicycle was destroyed when the city bus transporting it was hit by a van more than a month ago. The insurance company handling the accident was supposed to reimburse him for the value of the bicycle. But, so far, Cropp hasn’t received a dollar and had been forced to walk or ride his skateboard to work.

Great. So yeah, she and her six kids, who were excited about having the bike, gave it up. How very nice.

Bye,

-DALANEL