12.23.12. art,comic,hope,

This is the most beautiful and amazing comic about bullying I have ever read. You seriously need to check this out. »

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12.21.12. Christmas,hope,
  • (I am working the register over Christmas.)
  • Me: “Find everything today?”
  • Customer: “Yup.”
  • (Note: she is silent through the transaction, which includes a gift card.)
  • Me: “How much would you like on this?”
  • Customer: “Oh, sorry. Can I have $150?”
  • Me: “No problem.”
  • Customer: *after paying* “Can you do me a favor?” *she hands me the gift card* “The next customer you see that you think could use this, could you give it to them?”
  • Me: *stunned* “…Of course!”
  • (After a minute another customer comes up, a visibly upset young woman.)
  • Me: “Hi! How are you?”
  • Customer #2: “I’m okay, thanks.”
  • (Clearly she is not ok, but she is trying very hard to be pleasant. She is getting very basic items: milk, bread, eggs, etc. Nothing very festive.)
  • Me: “So your total comes out to $0.00.”
  • Customer: “What?”
  • Me: “The person before you gave me a $150 gift card to use for the next person I thought could use it. You look like you’re having a rough day, so here are your groceries, and there’s about $130 left on this card.”
  • (The customer just started crying. Once she could, she thanked me about 100 times. Made my whole Christmas season.)
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12.21.12. hope,

26 Moments That Restored Our Faith In Humanity This Year »

lantur:

realityfulloffantasies:

lehorse:

jinglebreffs:

we-who-swear-in-the-angels-name:

belle-of-ravenclaw:

1. The parents who made their son’s wheelchair into the best Halloween costume ever

The parents who made their son's wheelchair into the best Halloween costume ever

2. The terminally ill man who loves receiving mail… and got more than he ever expected

The terminally ill man who loves receiving mail... and got more than he ever expected

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3. A kind stranger who stopped a day from being ruined

A kind stranger who stopped a day from being ruined

4. The doctor who offered free medical care after Hurricane Sandy

The doctor who offered free medical care after Hurricane Sandy

5. And the people that helped out any way that they could

And the people that helped out any way that they could

6. The older couple who saw themselves in two young parents

The older couple who saw themselves in two young parents

7. This Libyan child who doesn’t believe in hate

This Libyan child who doesn't believe in hate

8. The parents who tattooed insulin pumps on their bellies so their diabetic son wouldn’t feel “different”

The parents who tattooed insulin pumps on their bellies so their diabetic son wouldn't feel "different"

9. The police officer who bought shoes for a barefoot homeless man

The police officer who bought shoes for a barefoot homeless man

10. And the police officers who made blind 13-year-old Gage Hancock-Stevens’ dream of being a cop come true

And the police officers who made blind 13-year-old Gage Hancock-Stevens' dream of being a cop come true

They even gave him a cake

They even gave him a cake

11. The Michigan soccer team who gave their team manager with Downs syndrome an opportunity to start

The Michigan soccer team who gave their team manager with Downs syndrome an opportunity to start
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12. The Texas A&M students that blocked Westboro Baptist Church protesters with a human wall

The Texas A&M students that blocked Westboro Baptist Church protesters with a human wall

3. And this brave kid who stood up against hate

And this brave kid who stood up against hate

14. The woman who kept a homeless man dry during a downpour

The woman who kept a homeless man dry during a downpour

15. The Disney security guard who is amazing at his job

The Disney security guard who is amazing at his job

16. The Icelandic heroes who rescued sheep during a major snowstorm

The Icelandic heroes who rescued sheep during a major snowstorm

17. The quick-thinking little girl who saved her mom’s life by slapping her with a piece of pizza

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=vpfuCMcMo88

18. The young girl who loves her dog unconditionally

The young girl who loves her dog unconditionally

19. The famous rugby player who visited his biggest fan in the hospital

The famous rugby player who visited his biggest fan in the hospital

20. The bros who worked together to save a cat

The bros who worked together to save a cat

21. The community that came together to make Caine’s dream a reality

The community that came together to make Caine's dream a reality

22. The football star who gives children in need a shopping spree each year

The football star who gives children in need a shopping spree each year

23. The man who comforts the old dog that saved his life

The man who comforts the old dog that saved his life

24. These candidates for parents of the year

These candidates for parents of the year

25. The amazing couple who stuck together through unbelievable odds

The amazing couple who stuck together through unbelievable odds

26. And every single time anything like this happened.

And every single time anything like this happened.
Source: buzzfeed.com

The bad things don’t always cancel out the good. Because bad things get so much press, they’re what we hear about, day in and day out. But good things happen by the thousands, by the millions and billions. They’re the reason that we keep going. Even though bad things happen, the good things make life worth living.

i was in a mess of tears by the end of this it’s so beautiful

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This is worth a read. All of it.

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11.03.12. hope,
walkinggoneggshells:

viiemzee:

msnatty:

shirilee:

manlychan:

innerchrist:

I’ll never not reblog this.

THIS.

Christianity has changed so much over the course of its history, there’s really no reason that they can’t change to embrace all kinds of queer people!
Dat priest.

#Because according to people on Tumblr all homophobes are Christians and all Christians are homophobes #I call bullshit #Grrrr

walkinggoneggshells:

viiemzee:

msnatty:

shirilee:

manlychan:

innerchrist:

I’ll never not reblog this.

THIS.

Christianity has changed so much over the course of its history, there’s really no reason that they can’t change to embrace all kinds of queer people!

Dat priest.

#Because according to people on Tumblr all homophobes are Christians and all Christians are homophobes #I call bullshit #Grrrr

(Source: blackiwidow, via cyan-013)

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10.17.12. hope,

bookwormbreakfast:

israelfacts:

A group of Israeli women illegally brought some of their Palestinian counterparts from the southern part of the West Bank into Israel for a day of fun

Most of the Palestinian women had never seen the ocean before, because they live in a part of the West Bank that is landlocked. Skittish at first, then wide-eyed with delight, they waded into the Mediterranean, smiling, splashing and then joining hands, getting knocked over by the waves, throwing back their heads and ultimately laughing with joy.

They risked criminal prosecution by taking a swim, as did the dozen Israeli women who took them to the beach. And that, in fact, was part of the point: to protest what they and their hosts consider unjust laws.

In a newspaper advertisement, the group of women declared: “We cannot assent to the legality of the Law of Entry into Israel, which allows every Israeli and every Jew to move freely in all regions between the Mediterranean and the Jordan River while depriving Palestinians of this same right. They are not permitted free movement within the occupied territories nor are they allowed into the towns and cities across the green line, where their families, their nation, and their traditions are deeply rooted.

The New York Times

This makes me want to cry with how happy these people make me, and with how sad it is that something so little and wonderful is so hard for some people to understand.

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9.27.12. hope,







I have only heard the story behind this picture once, but it literally brought tears to my eyes. On September 11, 2001, a hijacked plane knifed into the side of the Pentagon. We all know that. What very few people have heard is shortly afterwards, the director of a nursery in the building stood looking at the children in her charge, wondering how to move all of the babies and toddlers to safety.
A marine rushed into the room and asked if she was alright. She needed help and she told him that. He turned and ran out; the woman assumed that he had gone away for good. As she formulated a plan of action, she heard footsteps in the hall.
The man had returned—this time, though, he was not alone. At least forty other Marines followed him. They picked up the babies in their cribs, the toddlers, the helpless infants. They carried them through the halls and to a nearby park, where they arranged the cribs in a circle and set the toddlers in the middle. Then they stood guard outside, never allowing the children to be unattended.
When I first saw this picture, I thought that the man carrying the children was their father. Now I realize that he was not related to them by blood, but by nationality. He is an American. They are American children. He is not their father, he is their protector. He’s a United States Marine.


This post has less notes than “Romney sucks pass it on” Good on you tumblr. Sarcasm/
this needs all the notes.

this is what being a United States Marine is all about. i cant wait to be one myself

Okay this seriously needs more than 9k notes. Really guys.

Things like this make me feel proud I come from a family full of marines. They’re the best of the best.


I have only heard the story behind this picture once, but it literally brought tears to my eyes. On September 11, 2001, a hijacked plane knifed into the side of the Pentagon. We all know that. What very few people have heard is shortly afterwards, the director of a nursery in the building stood looking at the children in her charge, wondering how to move all of the babies and toddlers to safety.

A marine rushed into the room and asked if she was alright. She needed help and she told him that. He turned and ran out; the woman assumed that he had gone away for good. As she formulated a plan of action, she heard footsteps in the hall.

The man had returned—this time, though, he was not alone. At least forty other Marines followed him. They picked up the babies in their cribs, the toddlers, the helpless infants. They carried them through the halls and to a nearby park, where they arranged the cribs in a circle and set the toddlers in the middle. Then they stood guard outside, never allowing the children to be unattended.

When I first saw this picture, I thought that the man carrying the children was their father. Now I realize that he was not related to them by blood, but by nationality. He is an American. They are American children. He is not their father, he is their protector. He’s a United States Marine.

This post has less notes than “Romney sucks pass it on” Good on you tumblr. Sarcasm/

this needs all the notes.

this is what being a United States Marine is all about. i cant wait to be one myself

Okay this seriously needs more than 9k notes. Really guys.

Things like this make me feel proud I come from a family full of marines. They’re the best of the best.

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9.26.12. hope,

Security camera clips that make the news usually show bad things, but Coke decided to “look at the world a little differently” in this heartwarming viral video. They found security camera footage from around the world showing happy moments: people stealing kisses instead of possessions, dealing potato chips instead of drugs, and offering car assistance rather than road rage. [x]

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9.26.12. hope,

The Story of Kyle
One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, “Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.”I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up, and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.My heart went out to him. So I jogged over to him, and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, “Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.” He looked at me and said, “Hey thanks!” There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.I helped him pick up his books and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before, but we talked all the way home, and I carried his books.He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes.We hung out all weekend, and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him. And my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, “Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!” He just laughed and handed me half the books.Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn’t me having to get up there and speak.On graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than me and all the girls loved him! Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech, so I smacked him on the back and said, “Hey, big guy, you’ll be great!” He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. “Thanks,” he said.As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. “Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach — but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.” I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his mom wouldn’t have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. “Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.”I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize its depth.Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture, you can change a person’s life.

The Story of Kyle

One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class walking home from school. His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, “Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.”

I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on. As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up, and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.

My heart went out to him. So I jogged over to him, and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, “Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.” He looked at me and said, “Hey thanks!” There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.

I helped him pick up his books and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before, but we talked all the way home, and I carried his books.

He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play football on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes.

We hung out all weekend, and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him. And my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, “Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!” He just laughed and handed me half the books.

Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown, and I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a football scholarship.

Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn’t me having to get up there and speak.

On graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than me and all the girls loved him! Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech, so I smacked him on the back and said, “Hey, big guy, you’ll be great!” He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. “Thanks,” he said.

As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. “Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach — but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.” I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his mom wouldn’t have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. “Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.”

I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize its depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture, you can change a person’s life.

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9.17.12. history,hope,

otranina:

ausschreitungen:

A soldier helping a boy over the barbed wire. After the picture, the soldier was immediately replaced. God only knows what happened to him afterwards.

A Nazi soldier once helped my great uncle (who along with his family were on the run from the Nazis) from being run over by a tank. Just because they carry a gun doesn’t mean they aren’t human

otranina:

ausschreitungen:

A soldier helping a boy over the barbed wire. After the picture, the soldier was immediately replaced. God only knows what happened to him afterwards.

A Nazi soldier once helped my great uncle (who along with his family were on the run from the Nazis) from being run over by a tank. Just because they carry a gun doesn’t mean they aren’t human

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9.16.12. hope,
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