Stories by gkrb (3 matches)

On A Rainy Day with Bus #82

When I was very new to US, I needed to get a new passport. It had only been two weeks since I landed here with my husband, but I needed a new one because I had gotten an emergency passport to come in the first place. At the time, we lived in Houston,Texas. We only had one car, so my husband dropped me off at the passport office and told me to take Bus #82 to get back home. I finished my work at the passport office and boarded Bus #82. I sat in it for an hour or so, but it didn't go anywhere near my house. I even told the driver where I lived, but the street was so small that even he didn't recognize it. So he simply brought me back to the starting point again. When I got off the bus, it started raining heavily. I tried asking the ... Read Full Story >>

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A Motherly Connection

The other day, I was at the library. It happened to be closing early that day, and just before it closed, a mother walked in with her child. She hadn't realized that the library was closing early, and was very disappointed. She told me that she had taken a bus with her son, and it had taken them a very long time to get to the library. The little boy was downcast as well. I suggested that she take her son to the mall, which was maybe a mile from the library. Then I drove away. Once I exited the parking lot, though, I found her walking slowly with her son towards the mall. It was not the safest place to pull over, because of heavy traffic and I had a car full of people, but I just couldn't resist the urge to give this lady and her son a ride! So I pulled ... Read Full Story >>

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My Friends Are My Family

I went into the hospital for surgery, but things got complicated. I ended up losing a lot of blood and staying in the hospital for longer than we expected.

 
I was overwhelmed by the amount of help we received from our friends! Some of them took care of our kids, one made food for my husband who was taking care of me in the hospital, and another of my friends stayed with me so long the nurse thought that she was my sister!
 
When I got home one of my friends brought so much food and two nightgowns for me to wear. My colleague dropped off a chocolate cake and two of my colleagues brought in take-out food for lunch on a work day!
 
Throughout my first six weeks of recovery various friends came in, cooked food for me and my family and even swept and mopped my floors.
 
None of these people live very close to my house but they drove so many miles to help us!
 
I will always be indebted to these friends and never again will I say that I have no family in USA. My friends are my family!

 

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