The Sweetest thing....

glorfindale39

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What is the most touching thing someone has ever done for you?

I know that is open ended, and it is intended to be so.

Cheers,
G.
 
dont have a most touching thing... but one that tugs at my heart is

"i miss you."

it is touching to be wanted.
 
LionessInWinter said:
I was given a betrothal vow, handwritten.

Meant a lot to me.



Nice to see you, Glor.

Lioness

Thanks, nice to see you too. :) About the vow, that is something special.

G.
 
honeylick said:
dont have a most touching thing... but one that tugs at my heart is

"i miss you."

it is touching to be wanted.

Hey Honey...

I miss you.

G.
 
Great topic for a thread G! I sat here and tried to think of an answer but I don't think that I could narrow it down to just one thing. I realized how lucky I am to have had many different people in my life do sweet things for me (or say sweet things). It ranges from my youngest child promising me that he'll 'always be my baby, no matter what' to my neighbor bringing over 'comfort food' for me when she knew that I needed it to an unexpected gift from the heart that I recieved for Christmas and so much more in between.

Well, it may not have been what you wanted but you've certiianly given me the reminder that I needed about the good things in my life.
:kiss:
 
crayon drawings from my nieces who I get to see only once a year
 
PepperminTrish said:
Great topic for a thread G! I sat here and tried to think of an answer but I don't think that I could narrow it down to just one thing. I realized how lucky I am to have had many different people in my life do sweet things for me (or say sweet things). It ranges from my youngest child promising me that he'll 'always be my baby, no matter what' to my neighbor bringing over 'comfort food' for me when she knew that I needed it to an unexpected gift from the heart that I recieved for Christmas and so much more in between.

Well, it may not have been what you wanted but you've certiianly given me the reminder that I needed about the good things in my life.
:kiss:

Hey Trish, your right, it is often those little things that make a differfence to us. Ever had a PM where someone has complimented you and it just made you all warm? OR a friend tell you they care or miss you in some way. Life is often about the small pleasures, not the grand gestures.

Good to see you this morning candy lady.

G.
 
glorfindale39 said:
Hey Trish, your right, it is often those little things that make a differfence to us. Ever had a PM where someone has complimented you and it just made you all warm? OR a friend tell you they care or miss you in some way. Life is often about the small pleasures, not the grand gestures.

Good to see you this morning candy lady.

G.

A PM?
What's that??
I never get any of those.
Are they fun to get??
;)

And it's good to see you as well G.
 
To be told that I have been thought of throughout the day, and specific memories we remembered.
 
There are so many things that come to mind.
From surprise gifts like a red rose and a note
to kind words like when I was being really bitchy, being told
"I love you and no matter how prickly you act, I'm not going to stop."

Things that let me know I've been on someones mind... :)
 
glorfindale39 said:
What is the most touching thing someone has ever done for you?

I know that is open ended, and it is intended to be so.

Cheers,
G.


All the people that helped me after my home burned, even people who didn't really even know myself or my son.. just the generousity and kindness touched my heart.
 
This is going to sound really absurd, but it sticks out in my mind very clearly.

Friday Sept 14, 2001. There was a big mass at St Pauls Cathedral here in London to show support following the attacks. It was packed for blocks and I was outside the cathedral and out of nowhere just started crying (I did that a lot around that time), and these two semi-elderly British ladies next to me, both wearing these pins with the US and British flag intertwined, each put an arm around me. One said "It's alright dear, you cry all you like. Have a tissue."

So she hands me this tissue, and it's printed with the Union Jack. And I remember thinking, how can I blow my nose on this nice lady's flag, when she's being so nice to me?

It's a small thing, but for me that memory sort of symbolizes for me how very kind my friends and colleagues and even complete strangers were to me and my husband while we were dealing with being so far from home, at such a difficult time.
 
My husband for our 3rd wedding rented a room put roses all over the bed and floor lit candles and had my fav somg playing. When we walked into the room he droped to his knee and told me a poem that he wrote just for me.


The sencond best would be the poem he wrote about our wedding day.
 
The first thing that comes to mind is something a friend of mine from Lit chat did when I found out my then-husband was having an affair with our office manager. This friend and my ex-husband are both named Rob. The next time I logged into msn, he had changed his name on the list, so I wouldn't have to see the name Rob and be reimnded of everything that was going on.
 
It was autumn, and I was 17 and going through a very difficult period. I was sitting on a swing in the playground of a local elementary school a few blocks from my house, and was extremely depressed and upset at how my life was going. I remember looking around and seeing a mother walking by with her daughter who looked at me. Being depressed, I remember thinking at that moment how I wished I wasn't even alive, in a teenage kind of way.

At that moment, the little girl with her mom let go of her mom's hand and came running over to me and handed me a beautiful bright orange leaf that she had been carrying. She smiled briefly and then ran back to mom and walked away.

It was one of the most profoundly moving experiences of my life. With one simple gesture of pure generosity, that little girl changed my entire mindset.

Whenever I lose faith in the goodness of people, I think of her and I wish I could find her and thank her for that.
 
I don't think I have ONE sweetest thing...there are so many...but just the other day I was given the most wonderful Valentine I've ever gotten made from hearts cut out by my daughter and together with candies glued onto it by my son...one of many from them and a message on my voice mail from a long distance friend reminding me that I am loved and cherished even if we don't get a chance to talk all that often. Probably one of the sweetest things I've had happen in a long time...not from my children.
 
I have several.

My son telling me he'll always love me, even when he's a grown up. Also when I'm down and he can see it, he hugs me and sings "You Are My Sunshine" to me til I smile. Friends calling me when I'm blue just to tell me they love me and to let me cry in their ear. Hugs from a friend when I lost something dear to me.I have an email saved from someone close to me from over 2 years ago saying that they were worried about me.

I could go on, but I'm trying to keep it short.

:)
 
One from about 10 yrs ago...

After being mugged one morning at a drive in, the next afternoon on the way home from work, I was having a hard time driving. I kept seeing the guys hands hanging on the inside of my car door... so the tears started to flow. Right beside me there was a school bus. I guess one of the children had seen me crying and was waving a tissue out of the bus window. It touched my heart that a little one would care and do something.

The other one just happened earlier tonight. My neighbor knew that I've been working alot of late nights. She took it upon herself to make a nice homemade dinner for my boys so I wouldn't have to.
 
It happened to me today.

I am back from my trip, and I went to my son's school to pick him up. I told him I missed him and he looked at me and said "miss you, too"

That did it for me. If I never have another special moment, that would fill in.:heart:
 
My sister asked my husband what he wanted for our 10th anniversary.....he answered, "Another 30 years."
 
I think it would have to be one night when honey and I were laying in bed, and I was laying on my stomach, and he was pressed up against my side... and I was just about to dream, and he whispered.. "we fit so well together... in so many ways".

It wasn't a sexual comment at all... it was so sweet.
 
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