Dear Friends,
Please take some time to read this "Most Important Part of the Body"
My mother used to ask me what is the most important
part of the body. Through the years I would take a
guess at what I thought was the correct answer. When
I was younger, I thought sound was very important to
us as humans, so I said, "My ears, Mommy."
She said, "No. Many people are deaf. But you keep
thinking about it and I will ask you again soon."
Several years passed before she asked me again.
Since making my first attempt, I had contemplated
the correct answer. So this time I told her,
"Mommy, sight is very important to everybody, so
it must be our eyes."
She looked at me and told me, "You are learning fast,
but the answer is not correct because there are many
people who are blind."
Stumped again, I continued my quest for knowledge and
over the years, Mother asked me a couple more times
and always her answer was, "No. But you are ge! tting
smarter every year, my child."
Then last year, my grandpa died. Everybody was hurt.
Everybody was crying. Even my father cried. I remember
that especially because it was only the second time I
saw him cry. My Mom looked at me when it was our turn
to say our final good-bye to Grandpa. She asked me,
"Do you know the most important body part yet, my dear?"
I was shocked when she asked me this now. I always thought this was a game
between her and me. She saw the confusion on my face and told me, "This
question is very important. But today is the day you need to learn this
important lesson."
She looked down at me as only a mother can. I saw her eyes well up with
tears. She said, "My dear, the most important body part is your shoulder."
I asked, "Is it because it holds up my head?"
She replied, "No, it is because it can hold the head of
a friend or a loved one when they cry. Everybody needs
a shoulder to cry on sometime in life, my dear. I only
hope that you have enough love and friends that you will
always have a shoulder to cry on when you need it."
Then and there I knew the most important body part is not
a selfish one. It is sympathetic to the pain of others.
People will forget what you said...People will forget what you did
But people will NEVER forget how you made them feel.
The origination of this letter is unknown, but it brings a
blessing to everyone who passes it on.
Good friends are like stars...You don't always see them, but you always know
they're there.
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