The nicest thing someone's ever done for meIn amongst all the tales of bitterness and poo, we occasionally get fluffy stories that bring a small tear to our internet-jaded eyes.
In celebration of this, what is the nicest thing someone's done for you? Whether you thoroughly deserved it or it came out of the blue, tell us of heartwarming, selfless acts by others.
Failing that, what nice things have you done for other people, whether they liked it or not?
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chthonic, Thu 2 Oct 2008, 16:14)
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Payback time.Unfortunately I am a very independent, self reliant type. To the point of bloody mindedness which often drives my wife to distraction. As a result, other than the usual birthday stuff, people rarely get to do nice things for me and I really can’t remember many. The last one I do remember however was this summer.
My wife has only recently started work again (after an agreed hiatus for child rearing) so this summer we decide on a four week holiday in southern Spain. Chill-out factor was the prime consideration. We had a week on our own, a week with the boy and his beloved and a fortnight on our own. We also informed him it would be his last family holiday as he is now of an age to start sorting himself out with holidays, we’d help pay as usual but we realised he would want his own space (maybe). Now as a bit of back story: my son’s birthday is in December and one of the things we invented was the Holiday Fairy. A very kind creature that ensured he had a small present during the middle of the year, normally Duplo, lego, pokemon or whatever was in vogue at the time.
Come this summer he managed to suss things out and asked me outright “Is there a holiday fairy?” He’s a quick lad. 19 next birthday. I owned up that there was no such thing.
“oh.” He said in a small voice looking suitably crestfallen. “No holiday fairy then?”
“No son, sorry.”
“Ah well, never mind.”
After he had gone home I joined my good lady in an early night and on snuggling down for a good night’s sleep (after many a Jaeger fuelled evening with the boy) I felt something hard under the pillow. I reached under and pulled out a packet of cigars, not just any cigars but Moods Tubos (cheap but hard to find and a really nice smoke). I opened the box and found a handwritten note in his still childish scrawl.
“Hola from the Holiday Fairy. Thanks Dad.”
I love you too, son.
(, Sun 5 Oct 2008, 1:37, 1 reply)
OhhhWhat a GREAT kid! You did a good job with him, old son.
(, Sun 5 Oct 2008, 1:49, closed)
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