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Paying it forward
April 29 2015
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RHP User
10 years ago
When I was around 13 I had some fairly hard times at home. I got on my bike and rode the 25km's into town to my friends place my dog in tow. His parents rang my mother knowing I had problems with the old man and offered to take me in for a week. Apart from that it would be my mum putting up with my crap and accepting me for who I am.
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RHP User
10 years ago
I lived in America my boss used her frequent flyer points to get me to New York for ten days,organised for me to stay in her friends Soho loft,and organised my ticket for the ten days at Madison Square Gardens with the Dalai Lama..an amazing experience xxFreya
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sweetgem
10 years ago
With family: Took place on last Sunday, my loving family had organised a surprised dinner for my birthday. They made it all just like a usual family dinner, showed no sign at all and only popped the surprise by bringing out the cake after dinner, which was baked by one of my siblings. No words could describe how touched I was on that night, so I got a little teary to express my gratitude for the efforts and love given by my family! With friends: I can always count on my best friends no matter what, when and where! That I say is a blessing! One friend in particular, she lives in interstate and had paid for everything for me to fly over to have a small break in her city on a couple of occasions, when I was going through some of my darkest days. I cannot ask for anymore blessing than this in life when I am already given a loving family and nearly a dozen of best friends, whom have shown me their love and support! Therefore, I have decided to never stop pursuing my passion in charity as long as I still breathe! - Posted from rhpmobile
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RHP User
10 years ago
stricken with grief from losing my father and partner at the same time. A wonderful lady that I had met off RHP came to visit me. She gave her friendship, care and company. That is something I could never forget and showed to me the depth of care people can offer one another. We should think of what we can offer another and not just what we want for ourselves.
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RHP User
10 years ago
When my ex left us, I had no family in Australia to turn to, but I have incredible friends here who gave up their time and offered financial assistance as well as very tough shoulders to cry on. They got me through those first few weeks. . I will never forget that and hope to repay them someday. Lots of hugs and eventually a couple of "time to move on " comments really got me out of that miserable self pitying phase. I'm lucky to have fantastic friends, both on and out with RHP
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RHP User
10 years ago
Agree friends are worth their weight in gold. I have one in particular who's amazing. She let me crash on her futon for 3 months before I moved down to Vic after my long-term relationship ended a few years ago. And next week she's flying down to take me to and from hospital for some surgery I need to have.
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RHP User
10 years ago
are probably the people who have done the nicest things for me. Childhood despite no money was filled with adventure, fun, love and discovery. No shouting or arguments. (Slightly hard to believe I know!) As I get older I realise that it was these early values and experiences that I want to strive to pass on to my children, all 7 of them. Pay it forward day can be spent by an overdue phonecall to them and extra time with the kids. 😊 - Posted from rhpmobile
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RHP User
10 years ago
When I was quite young, my father and mother seperated (as so many do) and my sisters and I were left in the custody of our mother. My Mum, having struggled with mental illness her whole life, turned to drug and alcohol addiction as a coping mechanism soon after and this obviously had a huge impact on all of us. Having no car, and living in an impoverished area my mother used to walk us to school - a round trip that would take her around 2 hours there and back everyday. Taking the same route, we soon noticed a regular along the road we would walk - a lady riding a bright red bike with a cart attached to the back often filled with various grocieries and oddities which facinated us children. She would always be singing or wistling as she rode, and would always say hello to us all whilst treating us to her gorgeous smile which would seem to light up her whole face. As time went by, she introduced herself as Rebecca, asking my mother if we were local and what school we went to. We soon found out she had 2 children of her own that went to another nearby primary school, and she asked us all if we would join her and her family for dinner one night which we did. Her house was not so different to ours - a three bedroom commision property except that adorning all of her walls were pictures of Jesus, crucifixes and bible passages. She never once mentioned them, or that she was a devout Christian (at least, this is what my young mind came to assume). She never preached at us or talked about her faith, she just radiated an angelic kindess and goodwill that I came to respect and recognise in her. Mothers Day was approaching, and my father having met a new woman was not as active in his parenting as he now understands he should have been so we rarely saw him during this time. I started to stress. As the eldest of three, I knew that mothers recieved gifts on this day, but I didn't have the means to buy a present for her given we had little money and I had no access to my own. The day before mothers day I was heartbroken at school, not being able to purchase anything from the Mothers Day stall and watching all my classmates bringing back an array of gifts, flowers and trinkets that I envied and so wanted to give to my Mum. (Edit: As a teacher now, I don't understand why any of my teachers at the time didn't make an attempt to show a little love and charity at this point for a child that really could have used it - but hey, that's another story). I woke up on Mothers day with a very heavy heart for someone so young. I felt I had let my Mum down, and that she would believe that because we didn't have a gift for her that we didn't love her. Despite her struggles in this time of her life, we all loved her unconditionally and adored our Mum who we knew loved us with all of her being and not having anything physical to give her reflected on me, especially given I was the older, responsible one. I walked outside to check the mail, because this was something I loved to do and on my doorstep was a massive pink package, wrapped in ribbon. The card attached read "To our wonderful Mum, Happy mother Day!" and had all our names attached to it, written in beautiful cursive with many kisses and hugs. I knew right away it was Rebacca, having seen her handwriting before when she had written us a note in our letterbox. Tears of relief and happiness welled up in my eyes and I started to cry - We actually had a gift for our Mum and it looked just like a present is supposed to look in the movies! I woke my sisters up pronto, shaking them awake and exclaiming "Wake up! It's Mothers Day and we have to give Mum her present!" Being so young, they were awestruck and in wonder of the package, and we all scurried into Mum's bed to wake her up with kisses and screams of glee. "Happy Mothers Day Mum!" Mum was obviously confused and shocked, not expecting anything and not being able to figure out what had happened. She opened the parcel to reveal slippers, a fluffy robe, a box of chocolates and a scented candle with a card inside written by 'us' (Or more accuratley by our guardian angel Rebecca) describing how we loved Mum and how she was "the best Mum in the world" (or something like that, some of the details are hazy given it was now so very long ago). After that we didn't see Rebecca again. Things started to get a lot more difficult at home and our circumstances begun to radically change. Despite this, I will never, EVER, forget the kindness of this woman. Another mother who through her kindness and love changed what could have been a dark day into one that I will always remember. I honour her memory now by trying to be mindful of the small (and not so small) ways in which we can have an impact on another person's life - especially those that are vulnerable and marginalised. I know that if my mother was alive today, she would remember it too. I'll finish here because I have started to cry, and I forgot to wear a waterproof mascara today (whoops!) With love, ~KK x
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RHP User
10 years ago
A few years back I was at a fruit and veg shop and my shopping came to around $50, I don't carry cash on me usually as I always use my keycard, when I went to pay their machine wasn't working so I left my fruit and veg there to go get some money from the atm, it was a problem with NAB so no matter where I went to get money out I couldn't, so I went back to the shop to apologise and say I would have to leave it, then the girl who was being served gave the lady at the shop $50 and said she will cover it. I was so embarrassed and refused but she insisted. I was so touched by this young girls kindness, but also so embarrassed as it wasn't like I couldn't afford it, I just hd no way of getting money out.
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RHP User
10 years ago
kK that is a beautiful story, brought tears to my eyes.
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RHP User
10 years ago
Oops the ultimate typo there, meant to be "beautiful"
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RHP User
10 years ago
Thank you for reading darling. Brought tears to mine too! xx
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RHP User
10 years ago
KindredK such a wonderful and beautiful story thank you for sharing. Brightened my day
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Dryphuz
10 years ago
Its actually happened several times. I've only gotten myself a job 2 or 3 times in my life, all the rest were gimmes. Possibly why i have so much trouble getting one is lack of experience having to do so on my own merits. Considering that, maybe it wasn't actually a favor in the long run, but their intention was good. @kindredkohl: That was a really beautiful story. It never ceases to amaze me about how thoughtful and selfless some people can be. Wherever Rebecca is now i wish her all the best for being so kind.
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RHP User
10 years ago
A wonderful story..hugs xxFreya
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RHP User
10 years ago
A beautiful story, what a lovely woman she was. There ARE angels here on earth xx
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AnnieWhichway
10 years ago
No dry eyes here either. Xx
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RHP User
10 years ago
Such wonderful stories, I'm so glad I posted this. Thank you. :')
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RHP User
10 years ago
it would have to be my parents letting me move back in with them, and helping to support me practically, emotionally, and financially. Without that support I could well have ended up homeless or worse, and I certainly wouldn't have even been able to consider going back to full time study.
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inspirit
10 years ago
Just Beautiful.
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RHP User
10 years ago
Ur own guardian angel, lovely story. - Posted from rhpmobile
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RHP User
10 years ago
Ur own guardian angel, lovely story. - Posted from rhpmobile
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RHP User
10 years ago
And posted twice it seems - Posted from rhpmobile
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RHP User
10 years ago
Such a lovely story KK x - Posted from rhpmobile
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RHP User
10 years ago
Such a beautiful memory. I can barely type through my tears.
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RHP User
10 years ago
I was 24 hours away from being homeless. Quite literally. I don't know who my guardian angel is but between one real estate agent insisting to another agent to give me a go, and a school friend taking out a $5K loan so I could pay bond and removalists and an understanding removalist that moved heaven & earth to change moving my stuff to storage to moving to my current place on the next day, I will forever be indebted. Scariest time of my life with two young kids. People are amazing and can move mountains for you when you can barely see your own feet.
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LightCatcher
10 years ago
.compared to KK's beautiful story ...but it meant a lot to me. My now ex-partner knows I have a passion for the Belle Epoque period in French history (think Toulouse Lautrec, the can-can, Moulin Rouge, tubercolotic romantic poets, etc) and to celebrate the transition of our relationship from committed partners to FWBs (long story, whole Forum thread in it's own right) took me to the Absinthe Salon in Surry Hills and then off to a beautiful restaurant meal. The Salon was straight out of the Belle Epoque complete with waiters/waitresses in costume, and although the absinthe was devoid of the Kylie fairy halucinogenics of the movie Moulin Rouge it was nevertheless a brilliant sensory experience. So in any context it was a wonderful gift but as a celebration of our ongoing journey in a reconfigured connection it was particularly special.
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RHP User
10 years ago
My parents raising and caring for me.
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RHP User
10 years ago
A few times complete strangers have been extremely kind..in Florence I shared a table with a business man from Milan,I had no idea where I was going to stay the next day,he said he was leaving Florence but would book me into his hotel..true to his word he did..it was the most beautiful villa,gorgeous....I was at the local shopping centre and about to order a smoothie from one of those pop up type places when the man next to me said he wanted to pay for my drink,he said he liked to do something like that each week to remind himself of his good fortune...and sometimes it's the small things,a strangers smile as you walk past,brightening what can sometimes be a gloomy day xxFreya
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RHP User
10 years ago
Just recently on here,receiving messages from people who were concerned about me after reading a couple of my posts on another thread..people who I had never connected with here before..xxFreya
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RHP User
10 years ago
I was scheduled to have major surgery. I had put a plan in place for someone to look after my dogs while I was an in-patient and afterwards was planning on getting groceries from Coles online, food from Menulog and spend my recovery watching Netflix. I was used to doing everything on my own and my family live overseas. My operation was cancelled last minute, and only then did I find out some of my friends had made a roster to come over, cook for me, nurse me etc. Much later my mum confessed she had been in the middle of looking at flights when I told her of the change in plans. Makes me cry just remembering that.
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RHP User
10 years ago
You know I sometimes find it strange we have certain this and that days. Pay it forward day like Mothers day and many others is an everyday thing and if everybody saw it that way what a truly wonderful world this would be. Hugs and good wishes to all.
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