“Unforgettable Words: Discover the Heartwarming Secrets Behind 57 Life-Changing Conversations”
“You’ve single handedly changed my 15 year olds son’s life for the better, just by talking to him about confidence and the silly things in life once a week while football training, if it weren’t for your comforting chats, he’d be a hermit, wasting his potential professional ability”
A Parent said this to me recently. I’m an assistant coach / analyst for an ‘elite’ youth level football (soccer) team, I make it my business to chat to every player at least once or twice a week, whether it’s just joking around, serious talk about school, football or other stuff.
Kid has went from not wanting to play ball or leave the house, to being one of the hottest prospects in the area in the space of 3 months.
For some reason it brought a tear to my eye. And another one while typing this.
“It’s a pleasure to teach you. Doesn’t require any work. Just drop some hints and you will get to the concept yourself.”
From my Undergrad Maths professor. I was never a topper or even considered a good student.
It was a small thing:
I gave the lunch I had brought with me one winter weekday to a destitute man huddled near the locked front doors of a church. (I’d gone there to practice for a forthcoming organ recital.)
He simply said, “Thank you – I haven’t had any food for about 3 days.”
It seemed as though he was as starved for someone – anyone – to care about him as for the food itself.
“I didn’t know I was built to make someone happy until I met you” – my husband shortly before he proposed.
It wasn’t said to me, and it has a bit of silly fandom about it, but the root of it was very sweet and I think about it often.
My sister and I joke about our Hogwarts houses. I like to think I’m a Gryffindor, and my sister once said to my mom that she thinks it’s a good fit because to wake up every day and deal with what I deal with (mental health issues, chronic pain and disability), you have to be brave.
We are very different people and don’t get along for long spans of time, but that was the nicest thing she ever said about me.
“I want my daughter to grow up and be like you.”
I was living/teaching Emirates in the UAE. My class, all men. So for a man in a patriarchal society to say that to an independent, unmarried, educated, western woman was a wow moment. I felt like I contributed to women around the world being seen, respected, and valued. 😊.
You really brought me back from the dark. You are my savior.
I was recently told, “You’ve taught me what it means to love myself again, even when I couldn’t find the strength to do it on my own.”
Despite times when I was unsure of my own worth, I somehow helped them find theirs. It hit me harder than I expected.
I used to live with a family where one of the kids was autistic. We’ll call her Gigi.
Gigi had limited vocabulary and was truly a special need child. She wouldn’t respond if people spoke to her and just seemed lost in her own little world.
The reason why I lived with the family is because for some reason Gigi acknowledged me and it was a rare thing for her to do. The mother asked me if I would be open to living with them to help with Gigi and I accepted because I knew how difficult it was for anyone to be accepted into Gigi’s world. Perhaps it was because I was in my early twenties and she was only ten and probably entering puberty. I think she found something in me that she could relate to in her limited capacity.
Anyway, I lived with this family for a few months but eventually they found a nice house and decided to move. I wasn’t able to go with them due to the location of the house so found new living arrangement.
The day before the move, I sat Gigi down to say goodbye bc she had become very attached to me. I told her in the simplest way I could by saying, “Gigi go. Couch potato stay”. She kept insisting, “Gigi go. Couch potato go” but I had to remain adamant so she understood that I could not go with her.
Finally, after a few minutes of going back and forth, she finally realized I really wasn’t going to live with her family anymore and said, “Gigi cry. Gigi cry.” She then wandered off to watch a Disney movie.
It tore me up and was one of the most touching things I ever experienced.
“What would I do without you?”
It was a classmate who I was helping get through all her classes at school, and one day after I finished correcting her paper for a really important assignment, she looked me straight in the eyes and said it. It really touched me because nobody liked me at that school, and I had no friends at all, so it was very special to me.
I was going through a rough time in my life. I was talking to my brother about how I felt so worthless and unable to “keep up.” He said to me *exactly* what I needed to hear at that time: Be Kind to Yourself.
I was talking with a friend and she asked me if I wanted to have kids someday. I said maybe, and she said, “well, I think you should, so that there can be more people that are like you in the world.”
I was very touched.