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Your Inspirational Stories

These stories were written by people like you. Read how their lives were changed for the better by adopting positive values. Be inspired by them.

The following stories have been tagged with Caring

"Giving, Not Taking"

My story is about my best friend, Charlotte. The reason I am writing a story about her is because she never thinks of herself, only of others. Her goal in life is to give to others and not take for herself. I have never seen her think of herself first. Her husband has MS, and is a paraplegic. He can lock his legs to help her transfer him from the wheelchair to other places, but she mus... MORE
Values: CARING

St. Felix, Don and Winston

If there ever was an Award for "Great Examples of Kindness, Helping Others and Positive Values," our old friend, Felix Cartagena would be up way up there. Long story short, for about 3O years that I've known Felix he's been doing Bubble, Kite, Bikes and Bear Shows. He's gone thru many 5O gallon barrel's of soap bubble liquid on his signature FREE Bubble Shows, entertaining many thousands of... MORE
Values: CARING

Just a Teaspoon of Kindness

I work hard at a thankless job; as a restaurant manager, I put in sweat and effort, being pleasant to those who are not, serving plates over and over to people who are often rude and complaining. And then I come home to someone who cannot work; my friend is disabled due to epilepsy - and he only has a few years to live. His illness drains him of energy - and he often suffers pain. Even ... MORE
Values: CARING

Grandmother

When I was only four years old my mother died. It was hard for all of us in such grief. My dad's mom (my grandmother), as the loving person she is, came from her house eight hours away to take care of us. At first, my brother and I hated her. I would call her mean things and scream at her, and make her go up and down stairs just for a cookie at night. I would be just as hateful as a four ye... MORE
Values: CARING

My Daughter's Blessing

I serve as a hospital chaplain. During Nurse's Week we have a Blessing of the Hands ceremony. The Blessing of Hands ceremony invites any and all people who like to receive a blessing to come to our chapel where we pour water on their hands and have a small prayer that they would be blessings. This year as I was was preparing to leave one evening to participate in our evening ceremony for ou... MORE
Values: CARING

A Life of Giving

My Grandmother had lived her life of more than ninety years without taking a breath to think of herself and her needs. Rather, she found her love and grace in tending to the needs of others and in giving of herself to anyone in need of love, comfort or understanding. Having survived the great depression with her family on a cattle farm in rural Nova Scotia (Canada), Jennie made many sacrifi... MORE
Values: CARING

Litter is just not cool

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Values: CARING

Daydream

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Fitting In

My experience as a first year camp counselor held many things I was expecting, but also a number of things I was not expecting, with my group of 6th graders. My campers came from lower income neighborhoods and schools for an 8 week summer day camp. All of the kids seemed to know each other before arriving, and those who didn’t certainly got to know each other by the second week of camp. ... MORE
Values: CARING

The Gift of Self

I was a very young mother of two, when my husband of nearly ten years died very suddenly. Bob, who had just turned 34, had, had a fatal arrhythmia in his sleep. I was 31, with a thirteen month old baby and four year old–both girls. My family did not live close by, but everyone was there to support me through this very difficult time. Needless to say, it was a shock to everyone. Some peo... MORE
Values: CARING

Fine Examples

My mother through her fine example instilled within me the desire to help others. She taught me to notice those whom others ignore. She was compassionate. The railroad tracks were within a mile of our house. "Beggers" and "Bums" (as they were known) frequently would knock on the doors in our neighborhood in the summer asking for food. They were often turned away or rebuked.... MORE
Values: CARING

The Love of a Brother

I was born in a secluded village on a mountain. Day after day, my parents plowed the yellow dry soil with their backs towards the sky. One day, I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around me seemed to have. So, one day I stole 50 cents from my father's drawer. Father discovered about the stolen money right away. 'Who stole the money?' he asked my brother and me. I was stunned, ... MORE
Values: CARING

Being There

New York City- One hot summer day I was rushing late to my workplace on the Upper West Side. As I cut through a small park I heard a woman sobbing. Rather wailing I should say, as if she were bursting with the pain of all life. The sound was so striking that I stopped immediately in my tracks to find out where it was coming from. I then noticed a homeless woman probably in her 50's. Next to her... MORE
Values: CARING

Gram's Legacy

Gram Kelly was the model grandmother. She doted on her many grandchildren as though we were her sole purpose for rising in the morning. Gram made us feel so special! She was preoccupied with leaving something behind, though. Gram worried about being able to pay for her funeral as well as leaving an inheritance for "the children" who had long since grown into adulthood! When Gram died... MORE
Values: CARING

Teaching the Values That Matter Most

Life is unpredictable. Before the start of the summer, I had no idea that I would be a YMCA summer camp counselor. Now, here I am near the end of the summer, finishing up camp. I can’t say it’s been easy, but it was undoubtedly a beneficial, enjoyable experience for me. The children I helped take care of were very energetic. They were so playful. I found out that kids never run out... MORE
Values: CARING

Stranded

In June of 1999 I had taken my father (76 years old, I was 45 and a sedentary software tester) out for a trip in the Utah west desert. In the early evening on a dirt road to a fossil quarry we hit a rock and punctured our transmission pan. Without fluid, the car came to a stop and we were stranded. After waiting 24 hours to see if anyone happened by, no one did and I had to hike out because my... MORE
Values: CARING