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Mother's Lace Handkerchief
By Joy L. Hale   
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Last edited: Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Posted: Wednesday, May 04, 2011

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A story of a seven year old girl as she purchases the first gift for her mother on Mother's Day. A true and poignant story... from my heart to yours.

Eagerly, I stood in line at the counter of our local five and dime store. Mother's Day was a few days away and I had saved all my nickles and dimes to buy a special gift for my mother.

"What can I help you with, little girl"? ,  said the busy clerk who had many customers waiting in her line.

"I have my allowance money with me and I want to buy my mother a beautiful, lacy handkerchief."

"Are you sure you have enough money", the clerk asked?

As small tears of doubt formed in my eyes, I opened my purse, showing her my money, saying, "I have this much and my brother might loan me more if I need it."

"Well, then, I will show you my prettiest handkerchiefs so that you may select the one you like best."

My eyes sparkled as I found the most beautiful hanky I had ever seen. On snowy white linen, there were lovely pink and red roses with light green leaves and a deep lace trim at the edge.

"Oh, this is the one I want to buy, this hanky looks just like the roses my mother grows at home and I know she will love it."

Smiling at my excitement, the clerk said that she would wrap my mothers gift up and put it in a box for me right away.

When the clerk told me the price for my gift and we counted my change out carefully, tears once again blurred my eyes as I realized that I was six pennies short of the money I needed. I looked frantically all over the store to find my brother, but could not find him anywhere.

Trying not to cry and remembering my manners, I said to the clerk, "I don't have enough money, but thank you for helping me." Hoping to keep my young pride intact, I slowly walked away from the counter, my young heart broken.

The clerk called out after me, "Little girl, please come back."

When I turned around, her tired face was a wreath of smiles. "I have a little girl at home and I wouldn't want her to be disappointed if she were buying me a gift. It just so happens that the lady before you left six pennies of her change behind her; why don't we add these six pennies to your money and we will have the exact amount you need to buy the gift for your mother?"

I looked behind me to see if the lady before me was still in the store, so that we could return her money, but she had already left. Smiling through my tears, I joyously replied, "Can we do that? Can I really buy this gift for my mommy?"

As the clerk wrapped my gift, feeling sure that I did not see her, she leaned over to get her purse and took out one nickel and one penny to add to the money I had given her. I knew what she had done and thanked her from the bottom of my heart, knowing that an angel was in the five and dime that day to watch over my young, tender feelings.

Every Mother's day, I remember the kindness of this woman, who helped a little girl buy her first gift for a loved one. She will always live on in my memories.

Joy Hale
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Reviewed by Amor Sabor 10/28/2013
DOes one not see the image of our Creator when we see those special ones with those qualities that spill in abundance with love and the sharing of kindness such as this? Truly it would behoove mankind to follow the examples and read of such things as expressed in this wonderful work.
Reviewed by JMS Bell 10/16/2012
Reviewed by Connie Faust 11/1/2011
Such a beautiful story, Joy. There are angels among us.

Reviewed by Elizabeth Russo 9/21/2011
This is charming and heartwarming, Joy. Just the right touches of sentiment and sweet images. A lovely story to read this morning! Hugs, Elizabeth
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 7/5/2011
Beautiful! You ought to write some stories; I'd LOVE to read them! Well done!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
Reviewed by Regis Auffray 5/17/2011
Such a heart warming story, Joy; the "stuff" that ought to make this world get healed. Thank you for sharing. Love and best wishes,

Reviewed by Christine Tsen 5/14/2011
You must have been a mother's dream child!
This is an absolutely precious story with wonderful depth of feeling.
Reviewed by Linda Whitted (Reader) 5/9/2011
What a wonderful story that pulled me back into memories of many years ago when my children were small. Very well written and tugged on the the heartstrings. Great story. Thanks for sharing.
Reviewed by Ida Streeter 5/7/2011
I always thought you were an Angel in disguise,otherwise how could you write something so sweet and lovely that pulls on the heart strings so that the tears begin to fall? You are the best.

Ida Streeter
Reviewed by Pamela Bohannan (Reader) 5/5/2011
Those kind of people are who God sends to cross our paths. I wonder how many times they have helped us and we didn't know it? This is a good reminder to not be concerned about that, but thankful...and to remember to be one of those tender, generous souls.
Reviewed by George Dominguez 5/5/2011
Beautiful with such emotions you had the WISE OLD OWL with a few tears. This was a very sincere story of a memory as a child to buy a gift for Mothers Day. With the delight of a kind clerk to help out. Have a wonderful Mothers Day. George AKA THE WISE OLD OWL
Reviewed by Vivian Dawson 5/5/2011
Tears falling on my heart strings...with
the lace and grace of Lady Joy...depth
within her soul, of such endearing love.

Lady Vivian
Reviewed by Laura Fall 5/5/2011
A Delightful story indeed and Have A Wonderful Mother’s Day Laura
Reviewed by James Johnston 5/4/2011
I'm glad you couldn't see me after I read your story because I, too, had tears in my eyes and I wouldn't want you to see a grown man cry! I was also reminded about the many Mother's Day shopping trips I made for my precious Mom through the years. Your long-time friend Marge and I pray that you have a delightful Mother's Day, Joy.

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