A grieving mother who visits her son’s grave almost every day is shocked when she finds baby toys there and learns an unexpected truth about her son’s life.
“A MUSICIAN? Have you lost your mind, Leonard?” Kenneth yelled when his son said he wanted to be a musician.
Leonard was 18 years old, just out of high school, and excited to follow his dreams. But his parents wanted him to be a lawyer, and Leonard did not want that job.
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He took a gap year after high school because he didn’t want to rush into career choices. During that time, he discovered that music was what he really wanted to do. But when he told his parents he wanted to be a musician, they were not happy.
“But what’s wrong with becoming a musician, Dad?” Leonard complained. “Many people follow their passion and become successful. I want to be one of them! I don’t want a boring desk job!”
“Listen, son,” his father replied. “I’ve made my decision clear, and I don’t want to repeat myself. You are going to be a successful lawyer like your grandfather and me. Is that understood?”
“There’s no way, Dad!” Leonard shot back. “You can’t force me to do something I don’t want to do! I want to follow my passion for music, and that’s what I’ll do!”
“But, honey,” his mother said. “Your father isn’t pressuring you. He just doesn’t want you to waste your time on something uncertain. Many people have big dreams, but only a few succeed. He cares about you and doesn’t want you to suffer.”
“Oh really, Mom?” Leonard snapped. “If he really cared, he would support me!”
“Calm down, Leonard. Remember you are talking to your parents!” his father warned. “If you want to make your own choices, then pay for your own university. If you stay with us, you have to listen and obey. Otherwise, leave!”
“Fine, Dad!” Leonard said. “I’ll prove you wrong one day. I don’t want to be your obligation anyway! I’ll make my own money and my own name!” With that, he walked away to his room.
His mother, Lily, urged him to calm down and talk later, but he was too angry. That evening, he packed his bags and left, vowing never to return.
Lily begged him not to go. She even tried to convince Kenneth to stop their son, but Kenneth was stubborn and refused to change his mind. Leonard was determined to prove his parents wrong, so he left home, cutting off all ties.
Three years went by without any contact between Leonard and his parents. Lily worried about him and called several times, but each call went to voicemail, and Leonard never called back.
One morning, while making breakfast, Lily’s phone rang. She quickly wiped her hands and answered it, but what she heard left her in shock.
It was a call telling her that Leonard had died in a motorcycle accident before reaching the hospital.
Lily broke down, unable to accept that her son was gone. “No way! That can’t be true! My son can’t be dead!” She cried loudly, which brought Kenneth rushing into the living room, stunned to see Lily on the floor, holding her phone and crying.
“Honey, what’s wrong?” Kenneth asked, worried. But Lily couldn’t speak.
Kenneth grabbed the phone from Lily’s hands. “Hello? Who is this?”
“This is Officer Duncan,” the voice on the other end said. “I’m sorry to inform you that your son, Leonard Williams, died this morning in a motorcycle accident. Please come to confirm the body. We found your number in his phone.”
Kenneth couldn’t believe it. “Are you sure it’s our Leonard? This can’t be happening…”
“We found this contact on the victim’s phone. It was listed as ‘Mom.’ You need to come and confirm the body. Thank you,” Officer Duncan said before hanging up.
Kenneth and Lily were heartbroken. They rushed from Chicago to Milwaukee, where the officer said Leonard’s body was, hoping it was all a mistake or a bad dream.
When they arrived at the morgue, they were devastated to see their son’s lifeless body. Lily cried on the floor, and tears streamed down Kenneth’s face.
The next day, Kenneth and Lily organized Leonard’s funeral in Milwaukee. They were too heartbroken to bring him back to their hometown, where their relationship had soured. The loss of their son put a strain on their marriage.
Kenneth became very quiet and drank heavily, blaming himself for being a terrible father. Lily, on the other hand, blamed Kenneth for kicking Leonard out.
In the days that followed, Kenneth couldn’t bring himself to visit Leonard’s grave. He felt guilty and couldn’t face his son. But Lily drove two hours to visit his grave every day.
One day, when she arrived, she saw a small teddy bear at Leonard’s grave. She thought someone must have left it by mistake, so she set it aside, placed her flowers, and sat down to talk to her son for a while.
However, when she returned the next day, the teddy bear was back, along with several other toys.
She was confused and wondered if someone was intentionally leaving them. She asked the caretaker if he knew anything, but he didn’t.
As she arrived at the cemetery, she noticed a young woman standing by Leonard’s grave, holding a baby. The woman’s eyes were closed as if she was praying. After a few minutes, she placed a toy near the grave and walked away.
Lily was curious and decided to approach her. “Excuse me,” she said. “Do you know my son? I saw you placing a toy at his grave. Have you been doing this for days?”
The woman looked surprised. “Are you Lily Williams? Leonard’s mother?”
“You know me?” Lily asked, wide-eyed.
“Yes, Mrs. Williams,” the woman said, tears welling up. “I’m Carrie. I’m Leonard’s girlfriend. And this baby is Henry, our son.”
Lily was shocked to see the baby, who looked just like Leonard! “But Leonard never…”
“I never imagined we would meet like this, Mrs. Williams,” Carrie said, struggling to hold back tears. “Leonard missed you a lot. He wanted to reconnect with you, but…” Carrie couldn’t continue as she started crying.
Lily comforted her, and they walked to a nearby park. Sitting down, Carrie shared the whole story.
Leonard had met Carrie while pursuing his music dreams. Due to a lack of money, he worked as a part-time waiter at a diner, where he met Carrie.
They moved in together, and more than a year later, Carrie got pregnant. Leonard was overjoyed! He wrote a song for their baby, which got attention even though it wasn’t a big hit.
That inspired him to pursue his music career more seriously, and he began reaching out to producers. But then tragedy struck when he was in an accident.
On that very morning, Carrie had gone to the hospital for labor pains. A neighbor had called for an ambulance for her, and she had no idea Leonard had been in an accident. She was unconscious for a few days after giving birth, and when she woke up, she learned Leonard had died.
Carrie couldn’t stop crying and began visiting his grave almost daily, leaving the toys that Leonard had bought for their child.
“I didn’t know what to do when I found out he was gone,” Carrie said. “The police tracked my address through Leonard’s driver’s license, and that’s how I found out. They said you and Mr. Williams planned the funeral in Milwaukee. I called the cemeteries until I discovered Leonard was here.
“I wanted to meet you but didn’t know how. Leonard loved you and promised that when he became famous, he would call you and his father so we could all be a family. But sadly, that didn’t happen.”
Lily couldn’t hold back her tears. She had lost her son and didn’t want to lose her grandson too. So she invited Carrie and Henry to move in with her, insisting they were part of her family.
Carrie hesitated at first but eventually agreed when Lily insisted.
That fateful day changed Lily and Kenneth’s lives for the better. Kenneth became a loving grandfather to Henry, and caring for the little boy helped Lily become more patient and understanding, improving their relationship.
Carrie felt lucky to have met Lily and Kenneth, who were wonderful grandparents to Henry. They even helped her get Leonard’s song published by a well-known label.
Henry, now five, is proud of his father’s music career and wants to follow in Leonard’s footsteps, with Lily and Kenneth fully supporting him.
Homeless Man Recognizes Little Boy Begging for Alms to Pay For His Mom’s Funeral – Story of the Day
Eight-year-old David was begging for money outside a mall when he noticed a homeless man staring at him for a long time. He ran away thinking this person was dangerous, but he caught him and explained something shocking about the boy’s past.
David Donaldson stood outside International Plaza and Bay Street in Tampa, Florida, and couldn’t hold back his tears. His face was covered in wet streaks, and most people only looked at him for a second before they continued walking. He was there to try to raise money for his mother’s funeral.
David’s mother died after a long battle with cancer, and the funeral home was waiting for the money to pay for everything. The manager was worried about the kid, but David had lied to him, explaining that his uncle was coming soon and would be paying for everything.
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Sadly, David didn’t have any family left. He was staying at the apartment, but the rent was due soon. He would not be able to pay, and others would soon discover what was going on. They would call CPS, and he would go into the system.
He hated that idea. That’s why he was at the mall, begging people for money. Some shoppers were familiar with the little boy because he also tried to raise funds throughout his mother’s treatment. They would give him a dollar or two before calling the cops. Luckily, David was able to get away from them.
But now, his mother was finally gone, and she deserved to have a nice service. So, once again, he stood outside there with a sign where he wrote what he needed.
After a long sniffle, David dried his tears, thinking that people might be avoiding him because of his crying. He needed that money, so he had to be brave and stop. But once he cleared his eyes using his hands, David saw someone strange. A man was looking at him from the other side of the street. His stare was unnerving.
The man was dressed in tattered clothing, and it was clear he was homeless. David feared he would become like him soon. But an even scarier thought crossed his mind. What if he wants to steal my money? No! My mom needs it!
David gathered his hat from the floor where people had thrown some extra change and started counting. He placed them inside his pocket quickly and raised his head just to see the man cross the street and walk directly toward him.
The boy’s blood went cold, but he had to think fast. That’s when he stood and raced out of there. He could hear the heavy footsteps of the man running after him, and the man yelled, “Wait boy, I want to talk to you!”
“No! This is my mother’s money! Go away!” David screamed back but didn’t slow his pace.
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“I don’t want your money, boy! Please, stop!”
The boy didn’t listen, but unfortunately, he entered a dead-end alley and couldn’t escape. “Please, sir. This money is very important. My mother just died, and I need to pay for the funeral,” David pleaded with the man, clutching his right hand over his right pocket where he kept the cash.
The man stopped and approached him slowly now. David could see his unclean state and ragged shirt, but there was something familiar about his face. He also had kind eyes. Maybe he wasn’t lying.
“Again, I don’t want your money, boy. I read your sign. You said your mother died? Can you tell me her name?” the man asked, smiling slightly.
“Maria,” David answered shyly.
“What about you? What’s your name?”
“David Donaldson.”
The man closed his eyes and nodded. Then he looked at the ground, and David could hear his heavy breathing.“Oh, man,” the man whispered and started crying.
“Sir, are you ok? Did you know my mother?” David asked, taking a small step towards the man.
“Yes. I knew her,” the man replied. “But I can’t believe she’s gone. I’m a horrible man.”
“What?”
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“Maria… I mean, your mother was my girlfriend around nine years ago. My name is Charlie Donaldson,” the man answered and looked up at him. David could see the tears in his eyes and the sadness in his expression.
“Why do you have my last name?” David questioned, although the eight-year-old was no fool. He already guessed the reason.
“I’m pretty sure I’m your father, kid,” the man revealed.
The boy had no idea what to say, but it was probably true. The man’s face had looked familiar because they shared the same green eyes.
“Ok, so you don’t want to take my money,” David added, just to confirm.
Charlie laughed bitterly. “No, David. I would never do that. I fell on hard times, and that’s why I’m homeless, but I would not take money from a child. Besides, you need to pay for Maria’s funeral, right? That’s what your sign said.”
“Yeah. It’s expensive,” the boy said, scratching the back of his head with one hand.
“Let me ask you something else. Who are you staying with? An aunt or an uncle?”
“No one.”
“Maria told me she had a sister,” Charlie stated with a frown. He wiped the tears that had streaked his face and looked straight at the boy.
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“No. I never met anyone, or maybe, they don’t know Mom died,” David continued, not knowing what else to say. It was the truth. It had always been just the two of them.
“And why are you on the streets? Shouldn’t CPS have taken you in?”
“I lied to some people. I told them my uncle was coming soon. I guess they didn’t call anyone,” David answered. But suddenly, he was curious about something. “If you’re my father, why weren’t you in my life?”
“That’s a long story,” Charlie began and said that he had run away as soon as Maria told him she was pregnant. He didn’t want the responsibility. “But in the end, it was the worst thing I ever did. Karma got to me, and I got mixed up with some bad people. I should’ve stayed with your mother and been a father to you.”
They talked more in that dead-end alley and even had a few laughs despite their sad circumstances. Finally, David had an idea. “Why don’t you come live with me so that I won’t be taken away? But on the condition that you will get a job and help me out. I’m a kid. I can’t do anything without an adult without raising suspicion.”
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“Are you sure? Do you have a house?”
“An apartment. But rent is due at the end of the month. I don’t have the money. I still have to pay for Mom’s funeral,” David continued.
Charlie thought about it for several minutes. He didn’t have a home and had no idea how to raise a kid. But it was a deal he couldn’t pass up. So he moved in with David, and now that he had an address, he could apply for jobs.
Together, they raised enough for a simple funeral for Maria, and they bonded when Charlie told him stories of their time together. David reciprocated and recounted all the things they did together. Eventually, Charlie found a job at Target and paid rent a few weeks later, as the landlord gave them an extension.
David was able to go back to school instead of begging for alms every day. In the end, they thought of each other as family even if they met under the oddest of circumstances.
What can we learn from this story?
- Don’t run from your responsibilities. Not everyone is ready to have kids, but you can’t run away from your duties.
- It’s never too late to do the right thing. Charlie moved in with David and paid for everything he could, so the kid would not have to be alone.
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