Welcome Guest Login or Signup

A gift of Love .
Posted On 05/27/2020 17:50:04 by Sophia

In a hospital delivery room.  A baby was born.

"Can I see my baby?" the happy new mother asked.

When the bundle was nestled in her arms and she moved the fold of cloth to look upon his tiny face, she gasped. The doctor turned quickly and looked out the tall hospital window. The baby had been born without ears.

Time proved that the baby's hearing was perfect. It was only his appearance that was marred. When he rushed home from school one day and flung himself into his mother's arms, she sighed, knowing that his life was to be a succession of heartbreaks.

He blurted out the tragedy. "A boy, a big boy ... called me a freak."

He grew up, handsome for his misfortune. A favorite with his fellow students, he might have been class president, but for that. He developed a gift, a talent for literature and music. "But you might mingle with other young people," his mother reproved him, but felt a kindness in her heart.

The boy's father had a session with the family physician. Could nothing be done? "I believe I could graft on a pair of outer ears, if they could be procured," the doctor decided.

Whereupon the search began for a person who would make such a sacrifice for a young man. Two years went by.

Then, "You are going to the hospital, Son. Mother and I have someone who will donate the ears you need. But it's a secret," said the father.

The operation was a brilliant success, and a new person emerged. His talents blossomed into genius, in school and college became a series of triumphs. Later he married and entered the diplomatic service.

"But I must know!" He urged his father, "Who gave so much for me? I could never do enough for him."

"I do not believe you could," said the father, "but the agreement was that you are not to know ... not yet."

The years kept their profound secret, but the day did come ... one of the darkest days that a son must endure. He stood with his father over his mother's casket.

Slowly, tenderly, the father stretched forth a hand and raised the thick, reddish-brown hair to reveal that the mother had no outer ears.

"Mother said she was glad she never let her hair be cut," he whispered gently, "and nobody ever thought Mother less beautiful, did they?" The son cried.

Moral lesson. Real beauty lies not in the physical appearance, but in the heart. Real treasure lies not in what that can be seen, but what that cannot be seen. Real love lies not in what is done and known, but in what that is done but not known.

Thank you for reading my friends,  be safe and healthy.  God bless us all. Hugs 


Viewing 1 - 6 out of 6 Comments

06/02/2020 12:13:28

Hi Jane, thanks a lot for the inspiring comments.  Wish you always have a lovely day filled with joy and many blessings.  Hugs

06/02/2020 12:10:44

Hi my dear Nightfall. thank you so much . Stay safe and healthy. Big Hugs 

06/01/2020 13:38:29

What a wonderful story.  I loved every single word.  Told beautifully as well.  Thank you for sharing this sweet, sweet story.

05/28/2020 14:21:00

Beautiful story.

05/27/2020 21:44:19

Hi  Mona, I belong to the Pscyhological department, the son has been my patient.  Psychologists assess, diagnose, and treat the psychological problems and the behavioral dysfunctions resulting from, or related to physical and mental health.  Thank you so much for the nice comments.  Have a great time. Hugs 

05/27/2020 20:31:18

This is a very touching story... and an example of a 'mother's love'. In addition, the wonder's of medical science has changed dramatically in our generation.

Were you part of the medical team who were involved in this proceedure or is it a shared story?

Thank you for sharing it here for us to read it.

Smileycons  -  FolderMagic  -  CalendarPal  -  Cloudeight Stationery  -   NotOverTheHill Powered by M3Server.com