Kindness During a Crisis

I have discovered that a true example of your character is how you step up when times are tough. It’s very easy to be there when life is easy but to step up during a time of crisis takes a special kind of person. My husband and I were fortunate enough to be the recipients of true kindness during one of the most difficult moments of our lives.

Five years ago, my son was born with very serious health issues. Within 48 hours of his birth he was rushed by ambulance to Toronto’s Hospital for Sick Children and before he was even 3 days old he was having life-saving surgery.  I am a planner. I had planned for everything you can imagine during my entire pregnancy, except for this. We were shocked, we were devastated and we had no idea what to do.

We turned to our parents. Holding back tears my husband called both my parents and his mother and without missing a beat, both of them showed up at our side. They hugged us; they cried with us, they sat by our sides every step of the way.

I’m not sure when they came up with their plan but somewhere in all the tears and confusion, they organized a schedule between the two of them arranging days when they would come and bring us supper. Each and every evening just before dinner time, they would arrive at the hospital bearing a wonderful hot home cooked meal. They would find a quiet table somewhere in the hospital and they set a real table; tablecloth, dishes, cutlery all making it feel a little bit more like home. After a long day, sitting beside an incubator hour after hour it was a welcome relief to sit at a table and eat a home cooked meal.  We were running on very little sleep, sometimes not eating much throughout the day and we were in a very emotional state, these home cooked meals helped us stay strong.

After particularly rough days we ate dinner in silence reflecting on what was happening, silent tears falling from our eyes. Other days, when things were going well, we smiled and chatted and talked about how great it was going to be when we finally got to bring our little man home.  We were getting through this as a family and it was the greatest way to handle such an unimaginable situation.

It must have been very tiring for them, to work full days, then get in the car and fight downtown traffic just to eat dinner in a hospital cafeteria. It must have been exhausting to stay up late at night cooking and preparing meals for us. Yet they did it. For six weeks without missing an evening. We even had a full Thanksgiving dinner in the hospital cafeteria with our little man by our side.

This act of kindness has stuck with us. We continue to be very close to our parents. My son was strong and healed well and we welcomed him home 6 weeks after his birth. He was joined two years later by a perfectly healthy little sister. Both our children share a very special bond with their grandparents.

We survived this very difficult time thanks to the support of our parents and I would like to take this opportunity to share with the world just how lucky we are to have them in our lives.


Today’s story is from Natalie at Tales From Mummy Land. If you have a story you would like to share with us, please head over to the Submit a Story page.


The Right Thing To Do

One day this summer as I was leaving my house to go bowling with some friends, I was driving down my street and saw an elderly lady fall to the ground. I Quickly turned my car around to see if she was okay. She couldn’t get up so I helped her to her feet and into her house. I just couldn’t leave her there alone so I told her she needed to go the hospital to get checked out. She said no, it’s okay, I have a friend that is coming later. I asked her to call the friend so I could be sure she would be alright.

The friend didn’t answer and my heart just wouldn’t let me leave her there alone, so I asked her to please come with me to the hospital just to make me feel better. She then agreed to go. I explained to the nurse at the hospital what had happened and I also explained that I didn’t know this lady but was quite concerned for her health and safety.

A few months went by and this lady found out who I was and came to my door to thank me. She had broken her shoulder and other injuries and wanted me to know that she felt that I was her guarding angel and I told her I’m no angel, it was just the right thing to do. I couldn’t believe how many cars drove by her that day and the number of people walking by that gave it no concern.


House Full of Happiness

This is a story that a dear friend shared on her Facebook wall. It is something she did and it was so kind and such a heart-warming story that I had to share it!

In her own words from her Facebook post…..”A heartwarming Sunday morning experience. I go out to my front porch to water my plants. A young woman and her toddler daughter are taking a picture of my house. She explains that her grandfather lived in this house as a child and she’s putting together a slide show of his favorite memories for his 90th birthday. Of course I ask her in to take pictures. She bursts into tears when she sees the fireplace, as she has a picture of her grandfather as a little boy sitting in front of it. I learned that his parents both died when he was eight years old, which was when he moved here with his grandmother and a myriad of Aunts and cousins. He adored his grandmother and speaks of this house always being filled with family and fun. We’re going to arrange to have her grandfather come and visit. This morning my house came alive with memories of love & joy. I can’t wait to hear more stories from grandfather.”

Such a kind and generous thing to do. Just a few days ago, she shared with us the letter that the grandfather wrote to her. I’ve removed the address of the house.

Letter from ‘the birthday boy, and past resident of the house…’
“I lived and grew up for 18 years at this address! Last Saturday night, at my surprise birthday party (I turned 80, for heaven’s sake!!) when I saw the recent photographs of your apartment inserted into my old baptism party film, I was dumbstruck and deeply moved. So many memories flowed forth with every image. Although little seems to have changed, you have made it a truly beautiful lodging. I want to thank you so very much for having invited my grand-daughter Caroline inside and allowed her to take these pictures. They certainly struck home…literally!! Once again, from the bottom of my (aging) heart, thank you!!”

What a beautiful gift this act of kindness provided for this man!


This story is courtesy of Cynthia Bland from Voice Found. If you have a story you would like to share with us, please head over to the Submit a Story page.


Lessons from Kindergarten

My middle boy started Junior Kindergarten last year and to say that his school career got off to a rough start, would be an understatement. He became riddled with anxiety and our morning routine became filled with tears and screams on a daily basis. Somewhere along the line though, we started to hear him talk about a girl named Stacie. We sighed with relief, finally he was making some connections with the other kids, he had made a friend! Read more