An Empty Box

Something to Remember

Some time ago, a friend of mine punished
his 3-year-old daughter
for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper.

Money was tight, and he
became infuriated when the child tried to
decorate a box to put under the
tree. Nevertheless, the little girl
brought the gift to her father
the next morning and said, "This is for
you, Daddy." He was
embarrassed by his earlier overreaction,
but his anger flared again
when he found that the box was empty.

He yelled at her, "Don't you know that when
you give someone a
present, there's supposed to be something
inside of it?" The little
girl looked up at him with tears in her
eyes and said, "Oh, Daddy
it's not empty. I blew kisses into the
box. All for you, Daddy."
The father was crushed. He put his arms
around his little girl,
and he begged her forgiveness. My friend
told me that he kept that gold
box by his bed for years. Whenever he was
discouraged, he would take
out an imaginary kiss and remember the
love of the child who had put
it there.

In a very real sense, each of us has been
given a gold container
filled with unconditional love and
kisses. There is no more
precious possession anyone could hold.

You now have the choice, you can:
1) pass this on to your friends; or
2) delete it and act like it didn't touch
your heart

As you can see, I took choice number 1...

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