The Good in People

[Shyla Wild]

During this time of year, I always like to look around and find the good in people. A friend of mine posted this to Facebook and it made me cry. Our actions, no matter how small, can influence those around us.

Enjoy...

[Lani]

It made me cry too......


.....And that was beautiful!

Thanks Shyla for posting it.


Thanks for your time!

[Bawb]

Thanx Shyla

..and yeah, small actions can make a big difference
I try to do a random act of kindness when the opportunity presents itself

BTW, don't forget to give to the salvation army this year, even if it's just change

[Lani]

To all: Thanks for your time.

Once you read this you will understand!

A young man learns what's most important in life from the guy next door.




Over the phone, his mother told him, "Mr. Belser died last night.
The funeral is Wednesday." Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.

Jack, did you hear me?"

"Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes I heard you. it's been so long since I thought of him. I'm sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago," Jack said..

Well, he didn't forget you. Every time I saw him he'd ask how you were doing. He'd reminisce about the many days you spent over 'his side of the fence' as he put it," Mom told him.

"I love that old house he lived in," Jack said.

"You know, Jack, after your father died, Mr Belser stepped in to make sure you had a man's influence in your life," she said.

"He's the one who taught me carpentry," he said. "I wouldn't be in
this business if it weren't for him. He spent a lot of time teaching me things he thought were important...Mom, I'll be there for the funeral," Jack said.

As busy as he was, he kept his word. Jack caught the next flight to his hometown. Mr. Belser's funeral was small and uneventful. He had no children, and most of his relatives past away.

The night before he had to return home, Jack and his Mom stopped by to see the old house next door one more time.

Standing in the doorway, Jack paused for a moment. It was like crossing over into another dimension, a leap through space and time,
the house was exactly as he remembered. Every picture, every piece of furniture....Jack stopped suddenly...

"What's wrong, Jack?" his Mom asked.

"The box is gone," he said

"What box?" Mom asked.

"There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk.
I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he'd ever tell me was ' the thing I value most," Jack said.

It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it.

"Now I'll never know what was so valuable to him," Jack said.
"I better get some sleep, I have an early flight home, Mom."

It had been about two weeks since Mr Belser died. Returning home from work one day Jack discovered a note in his mailbox. Please stop by the main post office within the next three days," the note read.

Early the next day Jack retrieved the package. The small box was old
and looked like it had been mailed a hundred years ago. The handwriting was difficult to read, but the return address caught his attention. "Mr. Harold Belser" it read. Jack took the box out of his car
and ripped open the package. There inside was the gold box and an envelope. Jack's hand shook as he read the note inside.

"Upon my death, please forward this box and it's contents to Jack Bennett. It's the thing I valued most in my life."
A small key was taped to the letter. His heart racing, as tears filling his eyes, Jack carefully unlocked the box. There inside he found a beautiful gold pocket watch.

Running his fingers slowly over the finely etched casing, he unlatched the cover. Inside he found this words engraved:

"Jack, Thanks for your time!- Harold Belser."

"The thing he valued most was my time"

Jack held the watch for a few minutes, then called his office and cleared his appointments for the next two days. "Why?" Janet, his assistant asked.

"I need some time to spend with my son," he said.

"Oh, by the way, Janet, thanks for your time!"

"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take but by the
moments that take our breath away,"


I would like to wish you all; An advance MERRY CHRISTMAS and a peaceful and joyful NEW YEAR!!!

[Layla LegendZ]

very sad , the part that touched me the most is the girl at the pay phone because iv been that girl .

[Shyla Wild]

very sad , the part that touched me the most is the girl at the pay phone because iv been that girl .

The phone call and the Coffee scene.

It's weird, we all fight to show our individual colours, yet humans are a pack animal. Our strength is not ourselves but the others around us that make us strong.

[daisuki888]

During this time of year, I always like to look around and find the good in people. A friend of mine posted this to Facebook and it made me cry. Our actions, no matter how small, can influence those around us.

Enjoy...

Nice video, it inspires me to do some good to other

[Shyla Wild]

Nice video, it inspires me to do some good to other

Hopefully Actions will come from these inspirations. I glad it touched you.

[Raging Bob]

cried like a little bitch!!!

Didn't take long either, he gave away that coffee and i was done....just the reminder you need that doing the right thing always gets noticed by the people who REALLY need it!


Rock on Shyla!!!

[toban]

It is true that "Little things mean a lot"

very sad , the part that touched me the most is the girl at the pay phone because iv been that girl .

If I may, I'd like to add another dimension to this to let you all know how great it feels to be on the receiving end of one of those phone calls like you made Layla - I have been there, once with a daughter who needed to come back home and then years later with a grandson who needed to return to the comfort of family.

The littlest thing to you or me may mean the world to another in need!

[Shyla Wild]

If I may, I'd like to add another dimension to this to let you all know how great it feels to be on the receiving end of one of those phone calls like you made Layla - I have been there, once with a daughter who needed to come back home and then years later with a grandson who needed to return to the comfort of family.

The littlest thing to you or me may mean the world to another in need!

Interesting...made me think about something. We place value on things that truly have zero value. Remember pearls? Diamonds, money....I like videos like this because it reminds me what is important and valuable. The look on someone's face, the tears in their eyes when you help them....those moments are valuable and priceless.

If you have lived a good life, one day people will gather and speak of your actions. How you were a good person and lived a good life. It will be a day of glory for you and sadness for others; for on this day you are dead. And people are morning their great loss...of you.

[daisuki888]

Hopefully Actions will come from these inspirations. I glad it touched you.

thank for sharing this video

[youngboy4ts]

Thanks for sharing shyla, its really touchy small movie.
jenllani it was nice to spend time reading your post. Thank you so much.


Respect!!!

[Raging Bob]

The same night I saw the video i stopped and helped a distraught lady at the side of the road....it's funny how something so simple sticks with you....

[Shyla Wild]

The same night I saw the video i stopped and helped a distraught lady at the side of the road....it's funny how something so simple sticks with you....

Acts of kindless can be viral.