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”Wednesday afternoon I was driving west on I-40 when my blood sugar dropped to a dangerous level. Luckily a Burger King restaurant was at the upcoming exit. As I stumbled through placing my order I mentioned to the voice on the speaker that I was diabetic and in need of food. Low blood sugar makes it difficult to think or act. I pulled up to the first window in order to pay for my food. I was shocked to see Burger King employee Tina Hardy running toward the front of my car. She squeezed between the front of my car and the building just to bring me a small serving of ice cream. Tina later explained that her husband was also diabetic and she could tell that I needed help. After paying I pulled up to Tina’s window where she gave me my food. She instructed me to park across the driveway so that she could keep an eye on me until I felt better. After eating I waited for a break in business so that I could return to Tina’s window. I then took this picture and spoke with Tina’s supervisor, telling him what she did for me. If you appreciate what this special woman did please share this story. Hopefully Tina Hardy will receive the recognition that she truly deserves from the public and from the big bosses at Burger King.” Credit : Rebecca Boening

When 19-year-old Dairy Queen manager, Joey Prusak was serving a blind customer, he noticed the man drop a $20 bill. The woman behind the blind man grabbed the $20 bill and put it in her purse. Prusak then instructed the woman to return the money. After she said no, the teenager made her leave. “I told her, ‘Ma’am, you can either return the $20 bill or you can leave the store, because I’m not going to serve someone as disrespectful as you.'" The woman left. But then, Prusak returned to the blind man and gave him $20 of his money. Prusak notes, "I was just doing what I thought was right. I did it without even really thinking about it." HT John Tesh

This is John Eisenman. He lost his daughter to sexual trafficking. She was sold for $1,000 in Seattle Washington. He did what a father should do and researched, investigated and found out about her abduction. He RESCUED her HIMSELF. He found out the person who sold her into trafficking was her 19 year old boyfriend. He met up with him, abductd him, bludgeond and stabbed him to death in Nov, 2020. The authorities found him [dead AF boyfriend] in Oct 2021 in the trunk of the car he abandoned. John Eisenman sits in jail knowing his daughter is safe and growing up after he has already lived 60 years of his life, always Do your absolute best to make sure your children are safe. Do you think He deserves a medal 🏅?

"I just got pulled over because my head light was out. I told Officer Adrian McKinney that I had the replacement bulb in my car for it, but couldn't find anyone to get it out. He asked me to get it and show him, then asked me to pop my hood. He fought with the headlight for at least 15-20 minutes but he was handier than a pocket on a shirt and fixed it for me! It was hot, muggy and dark. He also ended up with burned fingers trying to help me out. He didn't have to change it for me. He could have written me a ticket. But he took an oath to protect and serve, and he did just that tonight. Thank you Officer McKinney!" ~ Lee Riley Freeman

He is 103, she is 101. 80 years together. A blessing!!! ✨ 🎉🎊🍾🎈

My grandmother raised me alone after my parents went to heaven. Today, I graduated… and I couldn’t hold back the tears. 🥹🎓 It’s not just a diploma — it’s a promise I kept to her. For every sacrifice she made. For every night she stayed strong for me. All I ask now… is your blessing. Just a kind word — for her, for us, for this moment we’ll never forget. 🙏🏻❤️ -Luke Austin

"Today while at the gas station I overheard a lady in her late 20's telling 2 other men to leave her alone so I decided to walk over to them and I asked her " how was the meeting today darlin? " she looked at me and said " it was good, I'll tell you more about it when we get home in a few ". I replied with " wonderful I'll pick up your favorite for dinner". The two guys left in a hurry and she told me " you have no idea how much that meant to me .... thank you." I said "you're very welcome ma'am .... you can never be too careful. " I made sure the guys left before I walked back to my car and as I was walking back all I could do was think " I hope a man does that for my future daughter one day". ~ Cody Bret

“This Army soldier was on my delayed flight home yesterday to MS. He had to watch the birth of his daughter on FaceTime. He was crying and our hearts were breaking. We all gave him space. When we heard the baby cry, we all rejoiced for him. I wanted to share this because I never want us to forget about our soldiers who serve us everyday and the sacrifices they make.” Credit: Tracy Dover

"I thought I'd failed as a mother when my 28-year-old son came home last Christmas and announced he was "taking up quilting to deal with stress." His father immediately started making jokes about him turning into his grandmother, asking if he needed help picking out lipstick next. I watched my son's face shut down the way it used to when kids teased him in middle school for being too quiet, too gentle, too different from what everyone expected. He'd been struggling since his divorce, sleeping on our couch, barely eating, scrolling through his phone for hours without really seeing anything. The quilting started as therapy his counselor suggested, something to keep his hands busy while his heart healed. He ordered fabric bundles from a therapeutic crafting group on the Tedooo app where other people shared stories about sewing through depression. Three months later, he finished this. Blues and browns that somehow capture everything he couldn't say out loud about losing his marriage, his house, his vision of the future. Every stitch precise, every pattern deliberate. When he held it up, I saw my little boy who used to bandage injured birds and cry during Disney movies. "Don't post it anywhere," he said. "People will think it's weird." But this isn't weird. This is my son rebuilding himself one square at a time, refusing to let anyone else define what strength looks like. If more men had the courage to create something beautiful with their hands instead of tearing things apart, maybe the world would be softer." Credit : Angela Graham

"“This is my son’s friend, Jared. Before anyone makes jokes—know this: Jared has been fighting lung cancer, and we almost lost him. Recently, he was finally cleared to begin exercising again. Right now, his arms measure 8 ¼ inches, his legs just over 12 inches, and he’s at 0% body fat. I’ve taken him under my wing, and we’re going to work on building him back up. Stay tuned for Jared’s progress. Jared and all of his friends at Body Alive are beyond grateful for the encouragement you’ve shown. Please keep the kind words coming—it means the world.” 💪❤️" -:2018

I’m Black. My son is white. But our love is the same color. ❤️ I dreamed of becoming a chef. But life was hard—just work and home cooking. I adopted a little boy—pale and bright like morning light. From day one, he stood beside me at the stove. He grew—so did his love for food. I never became a chef. But I became a father. And gave him everything I never had. Years passed. One day, he invited me to dinner. A Michelin-starred restaurant. The food? A masterpiece. And in the kitchen—him. My son. The chef. 👨‍🍳 I didn’t become who I dreamed of. But I raised the one who did. Credit: Fabiosa kindness in Action

I am at a loss, I really don’t even know where to begin or what to say. We learned why that Evan hasn’t been feeling well here lately. My baby has relapsed. The Leukemia is not only in his bone marrow this time but also in his spinal fluid. He is having severe headaches and back pain. He just doesn’t feel well at all. He has a very long road ahead. The treatment this time will be far more intense than the first go around and he will also have to have a bone marrow transplant. No child should have to fight cancer once, let alone having to go through it all over again. When I told him that he had cancer again, he just cried. I stood in the shower last night for what seemed like forever, trying to wash off the reality of the day, but it didn’t work. And reality has set in hard this morning. Please send good vibes and prayers his way, he will need all that he can get ** Request from Laura Norman

This is my daughter, Rachel Handlin. She earned her full Bachelor of Fine Arts degree in Photography & Media from the prestigious California Institute of the Arts. Rachel has Down Syndrome I am officially the proudest father on the planet. Credit : Penn Novena

“My 18 year old son was working at Tractor Supply one evening when a gentleman came in just before closing to buy pet food. There was a line at the register and when the man attempted to pay, his card was declined. He asked to try again. Declined. My son, seeing the disappointment and embarrassment on this gentleman’s face, very nonchalantly slid his own debit card out of his wallet and paid for the man’s order without saying a word. When the man thanked him, my son nodded and smiled. He was happy to be able to help this stranger. A couple days later, the man came back in the store and found my son. He thanked him again and paid him back. My son wasn’t expecting the money back, so he donated it to the American Cancer Society in memory of his great uncle who recently passed. In today’s world, I take nothing for granted. I am amazed and impressed at my son’s willingness to help others in their time of need.”

"My parents have been married for 75 years but few have noticed. Most of their friends have died. I contacted 6 local news stations and the Union Tribune newspaper giving details so they could do a story on their lives. Not one response from anyone. I think living into your 90's and staying married 75 years is quite an accomplishment. If you agree, please like and share my post. I want to show them people do care." Credit Eileen Atkinson

Corion Evans, a 16-year-old from Mississippi, saw a car with three girls accidentally drive into a river. Without hesitating, he jumped in, swam out, and rescued all three—then helped a police officer who was struggling during the rescue. That’s four lives saved by a teenager who simply refused to stand by. One of the girls later said, “He saved my life right before my last breath.” Incredible bravery, strength and calm under pressure. The world needs more people like Corion.

MY DAUGHTER TOLD ME I’M MAKING A FOOL OF MYSELF WHEN I SENT HER MY PHOTO IN A WEDDING DRESS I’m 75 and met Peter in a nursing home. He’s given me the love and care I never had. When he proposed, I was overjoyd and shared the news with my daughter. She harshly replied, “Mom, you’re making a fool of yourself. You’re too old to play dress-up and pretend you’re a bride. At your age, it looks pathetic.” My heart is broken. Should I cancel the wedding and return the dress, settling for just a family dinner instead?

This is John Eisenman. He lost his daughter to sexual trafficking. She was sold for $1,000 in Seattle Washington. He did what a father should do and researched, investigated and found out about her abduction. He RESCUED her HIMSELF. He found out the person who sold her into trafficking was her 19 year old boyfriend. He met up with him, abductd him, bludgeond and stabbed him to death in Nov, 2020. The authorities found him [dead AF boyfriend] in Oct 2021 in the trunk of the car he abandoned. John Eisenman sits in jail knowing his daughter is safe and growing up after he has already lived 60 years of his life, always Do your absolute best to make sure your children are safe. Do you think He deserves a medal 🏅?

"I'm a single dad of four girls. Their mom passed away when they were just five months old. I do my best to make their lives happy. Yesterday, my mother-in-law criticized me for asking my daughters to do chores at five years old. She believes kids should just be kids while they're still young. I get where she's coming from, but I also think it's important for my kids to learn to take care of themselves from a young age. I believe these skills will help them in the future." Who do you think is right here?

"My name is Marco. I am a nurse. Today… I cried quietly in the hallway. Nobody noticed. Nobody asked if I was alright. This morning I sat with two patients as they took their last breath. I held a father in my arms as he mourned the loss of his son. Later, I washed the hair of a gentleman who looked at me with weary eyes and whispered with a faint smile, “At least I’ll leave this world clean.” His hand clung to mine. No family came to say goodbye. Every single day I give my best. Care. Presence. Human warmth. But in all of this, I often forget to give a little kindness to myself. I am not asking for applause or recognition. Just something simple. Maybe a voice saying, “Hey Marco.” Maybe then, today, I would feel a little less alone."

I am at a loss, I really don’t even know where to begin or what to say. We learned why that Evan hasn’t been feeling well here lately. My baby has relapsed. The Leukemia is not only in his bone marrow this time but also in his spinal fluid. He is having severe headaches and back pain. He just doesn’t feel well at all. He has a very long road ahead. The treatment this time will be far more intense than the first go around and he will also have to have a bone marrow transplant. No child should have to fight cancer once, let alone having to go through it all over again. When I told him that he had cancer again, he just cried. I stood in the shower last night for what seemed like forever, trying to wash off the reality of the day, but it didn’t work. And reality has set in hard this morning. Please send good vibes and prayers his way, he will need all that he can get ** Request from Laura Norman

"I thought I'd failed as a mother when my 28-year-old son came home last Christmas and announced he was "taking up quilting to deal with stress." His father immediately started making jokes about him turning into his grandmother, asking if he needed help picking out lipstick next. I watched my son's face shut down the way it used to when kids teased him in middle school for being too quiet, too gentle, too different from what everyone expected. He'd been struggling since his divorce, sleeping on our couch, barely eating, scrolling through his phone for hours without really seeing anything. The quilting started as therapy his counselor suggested, something to keep his hands busy while his heart healed. He ordered fabric bundles from a therapeutic crafting group on the Tedooo app where other people shared stories about sewing through depression. Three months later, he finished this. Blues and browns that somehow capture everything he couldn't say out loud about losing his marriage, his house, his vision of the future. Every stitch precise, every pattern deliberate. When he held it up, I saw my little boy who used to bandage injured birds and cry during Disney movies. "Don't post it anywhere," he said. "People will think it's weird." But this isn't weird. This is my son rebuilding himself one square at a time, refusing to let anyone else define what strength looks like. If more men had the courage to create something beautiful with their hands instead of tearing things apart, maybe the world would be softer." Credit : Angela Graham

I am asking for prayers for my son Ledger. We found out at the beginning of the month he has B Cell Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia and I made my first ever post on here asking for prayers for his first surgery. Unfortunately we’re back at Primary Children’s where ledger has had constipation and he might have to have surgery for a hole in his intestines. please pray with us that he won’t need surgery and that it will be an easy fix and that he can regain his health. I ask for prayers for my son and for me and my husband ❤️❤️ Thank you all❤️ *Request from Shirley Graham

Please pray for my baby….. please God. Please let me keep my babyy His dr told us today that he’s not gained weight since coming home from the nicu. If he doesn’t gain weight by next week then he’s considered “failure to thrive” . His organs can begin to fail. He will go to the hospital for a while. He also is going to be seen for his heart. Please God **Prayer Request from:Niki Allen

My grandmother raised me alone after my parents went to heaven. Today, I graduated… and I couldn’t hold back the tears. 🥹🎓 It’s not just a diploma — it’s a promise I kept to her. For every sacrifice she made. For every night she stayed strong for me. All I ask now… is your blessing. Just a kind word — for her, for us, for this moment we’ll never forget. 🙏🏻❤️ -Luke Austin

I'm 73, and recently, my son said something that left me stunned. He told me I should stop wearing dresses and start dressing more "comfortably" now that I'm older. He thinks I should be in looser clothes, but I love my dresses! They make me feel good, and I see no reason why I should suddenly change my style just because I've aged a bit. I was honestly offended. I don't feel like my age should dictate what I wear, and I've always believed that if something makes you feel confident and happy, you should wear it! Am I wrong for feeling this way? Is there an age where you're supposed to stop caring about how you look? I'd love to know what others think—should I really be rethinking my wardrobe, or is my son out of line? From : Pamela Ray

"“This is my son’s friend, Jared. Before anyone makes jokes—know this: Jared has been fighting lung cancer, and we almost lost him. Recently, he was finally cleared to begin exercising again. Right now, his arms measure 8 ¼ inches, his legs just over 12 inches, and he’s at 0% body fat. I’ve taken him under my wing, and we’re going to work on building him back up. Stay tuned for Jared’s progress. Jared and all of his friends at Body Alive are beyond grateful for the encouragement you’ve shown. Please keep the kind words coming—it means the world.” 💪❤️" -:2018

"Someone spotted my dad out at the grocery store today and sent my sister a picture. So he got paparazzi now!!!!!! BUT PLEASE LOOK AT HOW HE IS DRESSED FOR THE DAMN GROCERY STORE!!!! And Whyyyyy does he continue to be doing the most at almost 97 years old?!?!!!!!! Stepping out of his corvette in his 3-piece suit to go grocery shopping when he don’t need to be doing none of that!!!! These hard headed parents gonna force me and my sister to smoke and drink!!!!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣" -Terri Nichols long

"Yesterday I posted a photo of my 13-year-old doing our end-of-month grocery calculations. She’s in charge of our household grocery budget. The DMs rolled in: “She’s too young.” “That’s too much responsibility.” “Lazy mom.” And honestly? I’ll take it as a compliment. 🙌 Because yes — I’m a “lazy” mom. I could easily handle everything for my kids. But I don’t. On purpose. Because I want them to know how to handle things for themselves. I love the side-eyes I get when people see my kids doing things that are “too hard.” Go ahead, whisper “lazy mom.” Meanwhile, my kids are learning how not to need me — and I think that’s the greatest gift I can give them. We underestimate kids. They’re way more capable than we allow them to be. But most of us are too busy, too controlling, or too worried about the mess to let them try… and fail… and try again. Yes, letting a toddler “help” with dishes turns your kitchen into a tsunami zone. Yes, letting a 4-year-old take out the trash means you’re late, the bag’s ripped, and they somehow touched everything gross. But you know what? They feel empowered. And that’s worth it. Lazy parenting takes patience. It’s messy. It’s crooked, mismatched, four times slower, and sometimes painful to watch. But life isn’t neat or easy. And if we don’t let our kids struggle, we rob them of the chance to prove to themselves they are little badasses. 💪 Raising capable adults doesn’t start at 16. It starts at 3 — when you step back, let them pour the cereal, flood the kitchen, and organize their chaos. So do your kids (and yourself) a favor: be “lazy.” Step back. Let them try. Let them fail. Let them rise. Signed, Brooke Hampton Lazy mom of three wildly capable humans." 🖤 *** Barefoot Five ***

I am 72 years old and recently divorced after a 36 year marriage. Obviously my ex-husband found me dull and I have to agree with him since I do all manner of dull things that irritated him intensely. Some of these are knitting, pottery, floral design, sewing, baking, canning, gardening, mothering both children and animals. I built a cob oven outside for making pizza and all sorts. I am so dull that when I use it, I often singe my hair and eyebrows, just from the heat produced. I make exceedingly dull pottery which my ex-husband said looked like kindergarten projects. I would say "folk art" but what can you expect from a former elementary school teacher? Of course, it goes without saying that teachers are dull. Even my dog is dull. He is so even tempered he doesn't even chase my chickens . Although I live on a busy main road in Seacoast New Hampshire I have had black bears, moose, deer, foxes, coyotes, skunks, groundhogs, a bobcat - just to name a few - but I am so dull that these creatures ignore me completely (although not my chickens). My parakeets were so bored that they laid two nests of eggs and raised 9 babies just to have something to do. Now that I am divorced I'm sure I will settle even more firmly into my dullness. I wear a size 71/2 shoe, which is a popular and therefore dull size. I'm not sure what the bananas are all about but I usually eat one everyday which makes both me and the banana extremely unimaginative. Credit: Ellen Karelitz

"So here it is!!! My very very first Christmas tree at the age of 51. I was homeless 15 years on the streets of Fresno. Never have I considered getting a tree because I have no children but I finally decided to get one. It may not be a big fancy one but it's mine and I love it…

"My parents have been married for 75 years but few have noticed. Most of their friends have died. I contacted 6 local news stations and the Union Tribune newspaper giving details so they could do a story on their lives. Not one response from anyone. I think living into your 90's and staying married 75 years is quite an accomplishment. If you agree, please like and share my post. I want to show them people do care." Credit Eileen Atkinson