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From: Contreras, Tony
Sent: Thursday, December 11, 2003 9:32 AM
To: Aleman, Ramon; Contreras, Juan G (Raychem); Contreras, Luis; Estrada,
Gilbert A.; Gordon, Bruce G; Hernandez, James G.; Lee, Harry G; Prado,
Fernando; Prasad, Sunil; Roger; Sandoval, Ismael L; Tauscher, Patrick
Subject: FW: Gold Wrapping Paper
The story goes that some time ago a mother punished her 5 year old
daughter for wasting a roll of expensive gold wrapping paper. Money was
tight and the mother became even more upset when the child used the gold
paper to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree.
Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift box to her mother the
next morning and said, "This is for you, Momma." The mother was embarrassed
by her earlier over reaction, but her anger flared again when she opened
the box and found it was empty.
She spoke to her daughter in a harsh manner. "Don't you know, young
lady, when you give someone a present there's supposed to be something
inside
the package?"
She had tears in her eyes and said, "Oh, Momma, it's not empty! I blew
kisses into it until it was full."
The mother was crushed. She fell on her knees and put her arms around
her little girl, and she begged her forgiveness for her thoughtless anger.
An accident took the life of the child only a short time later, and it is
told that the mother kept that gold box by her bed for all the years of
her life. Whenever she was discouraged or faced difficult problems she
would open the box and take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love
of the child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each of us, as human beings, have been given a
Golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children,
family, friends and GOD. There is no more precious possession anyone
could hold.
You now have two choices:
1. Pass this on to your friends, or
2. Delete it and act like it didn't touch your heart.
As you can see, I took choice No. 1. Friends are like angels who lift us to
our feet, when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.
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