Amazing Stuff, Los Angeles, CA (2025)

01/13/2025

Today at Aldi, I let a lady go ahead of me in line. She had just two items and a case of water, so instead of making her wait, I told her to go right ahead since I wasn’t in a rush.

She quickly ran back and grabbed some flowers. I didn’t think much of it at the time. After paying, she turned around, handed me the flowers, and said, “Happy Sunday!”

Then she added, “You have no idea how my life is right now, and I truly needed this sweet gesture. One kind act leads to another.”

Her words warmed my heart. Just be kind—because you never know how much a small act of kindness can mean to someone.

Thank you for the smile today!

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01/13/2025

I took a Lyft for the first time to pick up my car from the dealership. Halfway through the ride, the driver received a call through the car's system—it was about his own car, which was about to be repossessed. He quickly took the call off the system and told the person on the line he could pay it in two weeks. From my own experience, I knew that when a car reaches repo status, they usually don’t want to hear promises of future payments.

I asked him a few questions to understand his situation and then made a decision. I called the bank and paid off his account. Seeing that young man cry overwhelmed me, and I ended up in tears too. He never asked for help, which made the moment even more meaningful. I’m so glad I could help from the heart, not for attention.

Before I left, I told him, “Some of the best people, including me, have been where you are. Keep going—better things are coming.” It’s a true blessing to be able to help someone in need.

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01/13/2025

"I noticed a women with three younger children stopping at all the parking meters along the curb. At the time I did not think much of it, I was more so confused as to what they would be that involved the parking meters.
So today I’m scrambling to get my two and a half year old out of the car while digging for change in the bottom of my purse for the parking meter I notice this dime taped to the meter. That dime granted me thirty minutes in the parking meter. I then noticed the meters lining Seneca Street all had a dime taped to them.
I wanted to take a moment to notice this woman’s act of kindness and to show my appreciation and respect for her as she is raising her children in an exceptional manner."

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01/13/2025

When my mom was cleaning out her house over 23 years ago to sell it, I wasn't very sympathetic over her attachments to things. I would go over on weekends to help her, and we would go through things...things for a yard sale, things to donate, things to throw away. I would usually get upset over how long it was taking her to decide. For instance, we were going through kitchen cabinets, and she spent 20 minutes looking at a black iron kettle with a lid. Finally, I said,
“Mom, at this rate it is going to take us another 2 years.”
She told me that her mother used to make meals in that kettle and leave them at the doorsteps of neighbors during the Depression. Mom would deliver them, and then they would reappear back on her porch with an apron or a wood carving; something in return for the meal. I realized that everything that my mom was going through was really a reliving of her life.
If you are reading this and are under the age of 60, you won't get it. You haven't lived long enough. Most of you have not had to move your parents into a nursing home, or broken up their home. You haven't lived long enough to realize that the hours you spend picking out the right cabinets, or the perfect tile will not be what matters in the later years. It will be the handmade toothbrush holder or a picture that you took on vacation.
So, if your parents are downsizing, and moving to smaller places, or selling a home, give your mom and even your dad a break. For those things that you don't understand why they can’t just pitch, and why you think you know what needs to be tossed or saved, give them a little time to make their decisions. They are saying goodbye to their past, and realizing that they are getting ready for their end of life, while you are just beginning your life.
As I have been going through things, it is amazing just how hard it is to get rid of objects. But, life goes on, and you realize they are just things, but sometimes things comfort us. So give your parents or grandparents a break. Listen to their stories, because in 40 years, when you are going through those boxes and the memories come back, it will be hard to get rid of those reminders of precious moments that make up a life well lived.
You just don't have a clue until it happens to you, and then you will remember how you rushed them, and it will make you sad, especially if they are already gone, and you can't say, 'I’m sorry...I just didn't understand until it was too late."
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01/13/2025

An old man was eating in a truck stop when three rough-looking bikers walked in. As they passed the old man, the first biker pushed his cigarette into the old man's pie, then laughed and took a seat at the counter. The second biker picked up the old man's milk and spit into it. The third biker turned over the old man's plate before joining the others at the counter.

Without saying a word to the laughing bikers, the old man put his money down, got up, and left the diner. One of the bikers said to the waitress, "Not much of a man, was he?"

The waitress replied," Not much of a truck driver either. He just backed his big rig over three motorcycles!"

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01/12/2025

My grandsons want to go back to Great Wolf Lodge indoor water park, which in my opinion is expensive. So I told them they would have to make some sacrifices and help save, by not going to 5 Below every other day so they could save that $5 for their trip. I told them if they could fill this canister up they could go. To my surprise they have almost filled it, so I will go ahead and book their stay. My point to them is you have to sacrifice for the things you really (WANT) in life, we as parents are responsible for supplying your needs.
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01/12/2025

“We were in Athens yesterday and Avery had to go to the bathroom really, really bad. She & I ran into the closest place which was a Subway in downtown Athens. We ran straight to the bathroom and the employee got my attention and told me the bathroom was only for paying customers. I didn’t have my wallet with me and I told him I was sorry, I didn’t have my wallet and we would leave. Without hesitation these 2 young men spoke up and said they would buy a cookie for Avery so she could be a “paying customer” so she could use the restroom.”
“I was so grateful, thanked them profusely and dashed in the restroom with Avery. We came back out and they were still there, so I thanked them again and started talking with them. Turns out they both play on the UGA football team. (Go Dawgs) We had a great conversation and exchanged some laughs, and talked about football. To some it may seem like a small act, but I was so thankful and impressed that these 2 college kids who don’t have kids of their own gave so freely and without hesitation to help us out. The world needs MORE of this! Thank you Latavious & Jaylen!!
Fine young men who asked for nothing in return and a great example. A much needed ray of sunshine. Reminds me of Andy Stanley’s sermon “What does love require of you”? Food for thought.
Go Dawgs!!”
"What the world needs now is love sweet love"
Credit: Christie Williams Myers

01/12/2025

Sadio Mane, a Senegalese soccer star, earns approximately $10.2 million annually. He gave the world a rude awakening after some fans were flabbergasted when they saw him carrying a cracked iPhone 11. His response was awesome:
"Why would I want ten Ferraris, 20 diamond watches, and two jet planes? I starved, I worked in the fields, played barefoot, and I didn't go to school. Now I can help people. I prefer to build schools and give poor people food or clothing. I have built schools and a stadium, provide clothes, shoes, and food for people in extreme poverty. In addition, I give 70 euros per month to all people from a very poor Senegalese region in order to contribute to their family economy. I do not need to display luxury cars, luxury homes, trips, and even planes. I prefer that my people receive some of what life has given me."

01/12/2025

A man was flying from Seattle to San Francisco. The plane had a layover in Sacramento. The flight attendant explained that there would be a delay, and if the passengers wanted to get off the aircraft, the plane would re-board in one hour.
Everybody got off the plane except one gentleman who was blind.
Another man had noticed him as he walked by and could tell the gentleman was blind because his Seeing Eye dog lay quietly underneath the seats in front of him throughout the
entire flight. He could also tell he had flown this very flight before because the pilot approached him, and calling him by name, said, "Keith, we're in Sacramento for an hour, would you like to get off and stretch your legs? "
The blind man replied, "No thanks, but maybe my dog would like to stretch his legs."
Picture this:
All the people in the gate area came to a complete standstill when they looked up and saw the pilot walk off the plane with a Seeing Eye dog! The pilot was even wearing sunglasses. People scattered. They not only tried to change planes, but they were trying to change airlines!
True story....Have a great day and remember... Things aren't always as they appear

01/12/2025

Pulled into a rest area on I-15 northbound. A young family with three little boys and mom was 8 months pregnant. They were trying to make back home to Oregon. They were taking a picture of the boys sitting on a boulder next to my truck. The boys had never been that close to a big truck. I invited them in. They all got to blow the air horn, set the brakes and check it out.
Later in the evening, I took my dog for a walk. The family was going to sleep in their tiny car. They only had a few jello cups to eat and water from the drinking fountain. They were saving all their money for gas. I carry enough cash for emergencies. I went to my truck and gathered it up. I pulled the dad aside, told him to take his family to the next town and get a hotel. The next morning they were all standing on top of an over pass, just to wave at me.
A few months later, I received a letter in the mail from them. They named their baby after me.

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01/12/2025

Last night, I reported to my gate to work a late flight. As the other attendants arrived, we realized we would be an all African American crew. Then, the First officer arrived … and lastly, the Captain. We all looked around at each other and took in the moment. We quickly agreed that we’ve never seen this before, but thanks to the diversity in our airline, we’ll soon see it again. Our entire crew is African American!! Wow!

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01/12/2025

"10 years ago, I had this tiny old man who would come through the drive-thru at the liquor store every other day. He wouldn’t even look at me, he would just hand me the money and say he wanted a six pack can of Natty. Now, I was at the store most of my day, and all you weirdos were like my family. I have a lot of you on my Facebook even now, years later. So, like, you get it. I wanted everyone to be my homie.
It made me crazy he never even acted like he knew who I was. After about a year of this, I started asking him if he wanted to hear the daily joke from one of my other regulars. He wouldn't say yes or no, but he definitely heard me butcher the joke every time. I kept telling him all I wanted out of life was to catch him smiling as he drove away. He mostly just shook his head and asked if I would stop holding his beer hostage so he could leave. I told him some day he would probably not hate me.
We did this for maybe another two years. By now, I really thought he was tired of my crap. I still never got more than a head shake, because he stopped telling me what he wanted and would just hand me money. THEN, one day, he threw something at me after I lovingly slid the hostage beer into his lap. It was a shirt which said, 'BEER ANGEL.' My life was complete.
After this we never talked about it, but I would see him smile a little every time I wore it. He started warming up to me, I felt, and it only took four years. Every now and then he would hand me a stack of jokes he printed out from one of his emails. I was in. He would bring me little things here and there he said made him think of me, like a little figurine of a cow lifting weights, and a candle he found outside by his trash can. One time it was a Pl***oy I still have on my bookshelf, because he 'liked the girl's earrings.' I had never heard anyone laugh as hard as he did that day.
So, about six years into the drive-thru friendship, he asked if 'Purple' and I would do him a favor. He handed me a debit card and a grocery list and told us we could spend $20 on ourselves if I could go to the store for him. He was on oxygen and just couldn’t even make it up to the door anymore. I literally jumped for joy as soon as I shut the window.
THEN he asked if I could cut his hair. He came into the shop a few times, but one day he was looking shaggy and said he didn’t think he could make it to the chair, unless I wanted to carry him. I told him I’d drag him all the way in on a blanket. He declined, so I told him I’d swing by after work. He greeted Violet and me (she was three at the time) with chocolates which had liquor in them. Again, I can still hear him cackling.
The last couple of years I would go to his house every few weeks and bring him lottery tickets and cut his hair while he did a crossword. I genuinely enjoyed him. He was funny without trying, and he was just awful in the best way. We would talk about our families and a lot of other weird crap. I was telling him about something my dad had said and referred to myself as 'Kate.' He said 'Is your name Kate??? I just thought it was 'bu****le?' I told him my family all calls me Kate. It makes me feel loved.
A couple haircuts later, he hands me a check and I walk out to the car and see he put 'Kate.' I cried. The last time I saw him he called me 'sweetheart' as I walked out. I looked back at him and really looked at him. So tiny and frail. I told him I preferred 'bu****le.'
A couple weeks later, I drove to Dexter for his funeral. Only a few of his family and friends were there. I stood awkwardly off to the side, as it was at a grave site, and I assumed everyone would think I was a freak show. I was sobbing. After the service everyone walked over to me and said, 'You must be Kate!! He talked about you all the time!!'
I have been thinking about Pete a lot lately. I haven't seen him in a year now, but Violet and I talk about him often. I sure miss him.
Please be kind to people. Obnoxiously, annoyingly, insanely kind."

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01/10/2025

My parents’ lives were nothing short of inspirational. After nearly 62 years of marriage, they passed away on April 21, 2017, within just an hour and a half of each other. My dad left us at 5:46 p.m., and my mom followed at 7:14 p.m. I remember hearing them talk about their wish to go to Heaven together so many times over the years. I always thought it was a beautiful sentiment, but I never truly believed it could happen. Yet, even in our sadness, our family feels blessed that they were able to fulfill that wish. Three words sum up my parents’ lives: Faith, Family, and Happiness.

My parents met in 1955 through mutual friends in Florida, where my father was stationed with the Air Force. One day, my dad needed to move his car, and my mother offered to ride along. After driving around the block and parking, my dad reached over, held her hand, and gave her a kiss on the cheek. He told me he didn’t know what possessed him to do it, but my mom later said she thought he was being a bit “forward.” However, just three weeks of long walks around a nearby lake and deep conversations later, they were married on June 19, 1955. Both had grown up on farms and knew the struggles of poverty—my dad in Arkansas and my mom in Nebraska. In 1956, they moved to Texas, where my dad took a job at Dow Chemical. My sister was born in December of that year, and I followed in January 1958. Throughout our lives, our parents stood by us in every venture—whether it was good, bad, hard, or easy. My sister and I were both on the Drill Team in high school, and my mom never missed a single practice. She always wanted to know exactly where we would be during the halftime performances at football games. Despite my dad working shift work, he never missed a single game. Their devotion to each other, to us, to their grandchildren, and finally to their great-grandchildren was unwavering. For them, it was always about family.

When EMS brought my father home from the hospital, the first thing he did was take my mother’s hand in his. A day later, they both passed away, still holding hands. From that moment on, they were never separated. The funeral home honored this by keeping them together, and a double funeral was held. I have no doubt that they entered the gates of Heaven hand in hand, free from pain. That belief is what keeps our family going. We loved them deeply, and we know we will see them again one day.

This is the legacy of my parents, shared by Donetta Nichols.

01/10/2025

MY NEIGHBOR INSTALLED A DIRTY TOILET BOWL ON MY LAWN WITH A NOTE SAYING, "FLUSH YOUR OPINION HERE."
My new neighbor Shannon started sunbathing right in front of my house — literally right outside my 15-year-old son's bedroom window. She was always in these tiny bikinis, and it made Jake super uncomfortable.
I decided to be civil and ask her to move to a less conspicuous spot. She just laughed in my face and said, "If your son's uncomfortable, that's HIS problem. I do what I want in MY yard"
A few days later, I came home to find an old, dirty toilet bowl on my lawn with a note that said, "FLUSH YOUR OPINION HERE." I knew it was Shannon's handiwork.
When I confronted her, she smirked and said, "You wanted to share your opinion, so I gave you a place to put it."
I was furious but kept my cool, knowing that people like her eventually trip over their own arrogance. A few days later, I turned out to be so right. ⬇

01/10/2025

MY WIFE DIED IN A PLANE CRASH 23 YEARS AGO – IF ONLY I’D KNOWN IT WOULDN’T BE OUR LAST MEETING.

I had just returned from the cemetery, leaving flowers for my late wife, who passed away in a tragic plane crash over two decades ago. Later that day, my colleague called.

Him: “Our new employee from Germany lands soon. Can you pick her up at the airport?”
Me: “Sure.”

When I met Elsa, I froze. She looked shockingly similar to my late wife. Shaking it off as a strange coincidence, I helped her settle in at work. Over lunch with the team, her lighthearted humor stood out, and we hit it off instantly. But don’t get any ideas—she’s 23 years younger, and I’d never cross that line.

In the following months, Elsa became not just a great colleague but a good friend. Then, one day, she said, grinning, “I showed your picture to my mom, and she immediately booked a ticket to come here. Maybe it’s love at first sight!”

I laughed it off and invited them both to dinner. Elsa and her mom, Elke, arrived a few nights later.

As we sat down, Elsa excused herself to use the bathroom. That’s when Elke leaned across the table, grabbed my shoulder, and hissed:
“Don’t you dare eye my daughter. I know who you are—and I know what you did.”

My heart dropped. What could she mean? ⬇️
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01/09/2025

"This is my 6-year-old daughter, hospitalised, due to bullying…
This is my child with such a caring heart that despite being so ill “doesn’t want anyone to get in trouble”…This is my child who has stopped eating, has cried herself to sleep, and had anxiety so severe she’s up sick over 20 times in an hour through the night…
Whose ‘best friend’ has emotionally abused her for so long she thought it was normal…
This is my child who has been in and out of hospital for countless trips due to being so sick with anxiety…
Who was told off for ‘telling tales at school’, who has been mocked on social media by the bullies’ parents, who, when addressing the issues with her school, [was] told “It’s just 6-year-olds being 6-year-olds”…”
Sophia’s mum, Carrie Golledge shared this image and tells us about her daughter's story for awareness.
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01/09/2025

"I've seen this guy at Starbucks in Marin City several times. Every time I’d see him I'd tell myself that I would take him to lunch but always found an excuse not to. Today was different. It might have been selfish but I was lonely. I didn't want to spend the whole day alone. I walked up to him, put my hand on his shoulder and said 'do you want to have lunch with me?'

Tarec Atkinson was born and raised in Jamaica. When he was a kid, he dreamt of being a famous football (soccer) player. He was recruited to play in school but never got the opportunity because of some trouble he got in as a teenager. He moved to the states 8 years ago and has spent the last 12 months living in a tent by the side of the freeway. Tarec goes days without eating, sometimes living off of the berries he picks, he spends 90% of his time alone and has no friends and no family in the states. After hearing it had been a month since he bathed, I brought him back to my apartment so he could enjoy a hot shower. Because of all these hardships, trying to get a job is impossible. How can you fill out an application when you haven't eaten in days? I told Tarec that I would drive around with him next week and help him fill out applications and even speak on his behalf to help him land a job so he can get back on his feet. We agreed to meet that Friday at 9:30 AM at Starbucks.

If we were going to make this happen, I knew we had to get Tarec some new clothes. We stopped at Ross so he could pick out a shirt and some slacks. I was blown away at the immediate change in his demeanor. His smile was radiant, he stood up straighter, and even walked with a swagger. I couldn’t convince him to tuck in his shirt. I guess you win some and you lose some haha. Next step was to hit the streets. We spent the next two days going door to door to see who was hiring. We went to Walgreens, CVS, Safeway, Home Depot, Molly Stones, and Starbucks just to name a few. I would walk in with him so he knew he wasn’t alone. It can be overwhelming to walk into a business and ask for a job. I was very proud of him. We had a few positive responses but the majority of business’s told us that applications were submitted online. Easy enough right? Wrong.

Tarec doesn’t have a computer. So we went to the local library and began filling out applications. And let me tell you something. We take our computer literacy for granted. Watching him struggle to fill out an application put so much into perspective for me. Some people judge our homeless. We’ve all heard someone say 'why don’t they just get a job?' or 'they’re lazy' I saw firsthand how the “system” is set up to fail people like Tarec. There is no way he would have been able to do any of this without my help. Just like there are many things in my life I have needed someone to help me overcome an obstacle. We all need a little help.

After week of phone interviews Tarec landed an in person interview at Safeway. I remember driving to Safeway being nervous. I looked over to him and asked how he was feeling. He looked back at me and said “I got this”. I believed him. I dropped him off, wished him luck and waited. 20 minutes later, I see him walk out of Safeway with a big smile and a thumbs up. I let out a Rick Flair sounding “WOO!”. We had accomplished a lot together in two weeks. It was an incredible moment. Obviously we had to celebrate with a little ice cream!

Like we all are, Tarec is searching for a purpose in life. He yearns for happiness. He craves for a woman to love and to feel the love from a woman. He wants to create a better life for himself so he could one day have a family and stability. He is just like you and me. My hope in sharing this story is that it will inspire others to spread LOVE. We all need help in one way or another. Sometimes all someone needs is a friend. Thank you for taking the time to read my story."

Credit: Adam Augus

01/09/2025

A MILLIONAIRE GIFTED ME, A MOTHER OF 5, A HOUSE – THE NEXT MORNING, I FOUND A NOTE ON THE BED IN THE NEW HOME

I never expected my life to change that day.

Raising five kids alone has been tough since Mark passed away from a heart attack two years ago. The night I got the call is etched in my mind; the paramedics tried everything, but he was gone, leaving me with our children and a house full of memories.

Since then, I've barely kept up with school runs, cooking, cleaning, and comforting my kids. I had no time to grieve—only to survive. Bills piled up, and despite my best efforts, an eviction notice arrived. I had no way to pay, and we had one month to move out.

Then, just days before our deadline, an envelope appeared. Inside was an invitation to a gala hosted by a millionaire named Lucas. Desperate, I went, unsure of what to expect. The event was dazzling, but when Lucas himself announced he'd be gifting homes to those in need, I froze. Then he called my name.

""Sarah Williams. A mother of five, doing her best to provide for her family. I want to give you a house.""

Stunned, I accepted the keys to a beautiful, quiet mansion—one I thought only existed in dreams. How could I possibly deserve this?

But the next morning, when I entered the master bedroom of the new house, something caught my eye. A small envelope, carefully placed on the bed. I opened it, and froze in shock.

It was a note from the millionaire.⬇️

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