I love heartwarming stories with thought-provoking messages. I found a version of this one posted on RosyBlueFoundation site last week; it can also be found at various web sites. Perhaps you already know it, but it is always worth another read.
This story is about a beautiful, expensively dressed lady who complained to her psychiatrist that she felt that her whole life was empty, it had no meaning.
The counselor called over the old lady who cleaned the office floors and then said to the rich lady, “I’m going to ask Mary here to tell you how she found happiness. All I want you to do is listen to her.”
So the old lady put down her broom and sat on a chair and told her story:
“Well, my husband died of malaria and three months later my only son was killed by a car. I had nobody – I had nothing left. I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t eat and I never smiled at anyone. I even thought of taking my own life. Then one evening a little kitten followed me home from work. Somehow I felt sorry for that kitten. It was cold outside, so I decided to let the kitten in. I got some milk, and the kitten licked the plate clean. Then it purred and rubbed against my leg and, for the first time in months, I smiled.
I stopped to think, if helping a little kitten could make me smile, may be doing something for people could make me happy. So, the next day I baked some biscuits and took them to a neighbor who was sick in bed. Every day I tried to do something nice for someone. It made me so happy to see them happy. Today, I don’t know of anybody who sleeps and eats better than I do. I’ve found happiness, by giving it to others.”
When she heard this, the rich lady cried. She had everything that money could buy, but she had lost the things which money cannot buy.