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My brother has autism Hes the best In the world ! And I love my brotherWill anyone take a moment to read this?
This is my brother Mikey.
He has autism, and his birthday party is tomorrow.
My parents and I love my brother so much, I just wished other people felt the same way.
His birthday parties with relatives have never spent time with him or given him a gift. As if he didn’t understand.
His best friend (who was paid) never came back to see him since the summer …
and since then, we’ve been trying to find him new friends to hang out with.
My mom starts crying because she wants the best for her boy.
Most people don’t want to be friends with someone who’s “too different”… but I want to challenge this.
I want to show my mom and my brother how much people care about him.
He’s not going to have a big party like most would at 17, I will be thanking God if three people show up.
But could you spare a post on your blog for him?
I know someone out there thinks he’s worth it.<3
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I have two friends that are like this at my school. They have life skills’ classes and they always get made fun of because they are “different”. They’re two of the sweetest people you will ever meet. I don’t give a fuck what anyone thinks. I love them.
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The owner of the Titanic said, “Not even God can sink this ship.” and we already know what happened. Marilyn Monroe said, “I do not need Jesus.” Three days later she was found dead. A mother told her daughter, “May God accompany you.” Ironically she replied, “In the trunk because he does not fit here.” On this trip there was an accident and everyone was killed and the trunk remained intact. If you are not ashamed of Jesus, reblog.
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Reblog if you love God. He already saw you read it.
I will do what I’m supposed to do.
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Reblog if you're a girl. →
one girl didnt reblog this and
shehe turned into a disgusting, smelly boy.(via superwoman5)
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imagine having your period on your wedding day…
a girl didn’t reblog and she had her period on her wedding day.
i don’t will risk THAT!
oh no !
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imagine having your period on your wedding day…
a girl didn’t reblog and she had her period on her wedding day.
i don’t will risk THAT!
oh no !
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This will not ruin your blog. Everyone say a prayer for the baby they found in the bin and ants were eating it. If you have a heart you’d pass this on.
I just cried.
Oh my gosh this is terrible…
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89% of you won’t reblog this for fear of an “ugly blog”. In my opinion, any blog without this is ugly.
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A MUST-READ STORY. She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon came out of the operating room. She said, ‘How is my little boy? Is he going to be alright? When can I see him?’ The surgeon said, ’ I’m sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn’t make it.’ Sally said, ‘Why do little children get cancer? Doesn’t God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?’ The surgeon asked, ‘Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he’s transported to the university.’ Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said goodbye to her son. She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. ‘Would you like a lock of his hair?’ the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy’s hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, ‘It was Jimmy’s idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. I said no at first, but Jimmy said, ‘Mom, I won’t be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom.’ She went on, ‘My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could.’ Sally walked out of Children’s Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy’s belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy’s belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son’s room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Lying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said: ‘Dear Mom, I know you’re going to miss me but don’t think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just ‘cause I’m not around to say ‘I Love You’. I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day.. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won’t be so lonely, that’s okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn’t like the same things us boys do. You’ll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don’t be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn’t look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God’s knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That’s when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you goodbye and everything. But I already knew that wasn’t allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him ‘where was He when I needed him?’ ‘God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I’ve written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn’t that cool? I have to give God His pen back now, He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I’m sure the food will be great. Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don’t hurt anymore the cancer is all gone.. I’m glad because I couldn’t stand that pain anymore and God couldn’t stand to see me hurt so much, either. That’s when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that? Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me. (Let’s see Satan stop this one.) Take 60 seconds and repost this, within the hour, you will have caused a multitude of believers to pray to God for each other. Then sit back and feel the Holy Spirit work in your life for doing what you know God loves ‘When you’re down to nothing, God is up to something.’
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