tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post6424435570204961240..comments2023-10-22T05:06:12.331-07:00Comments on Elizabeth Bradley Fiction - Bits & Bytes: My Surreal TaleElizabeth Bradleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03150221675618198674noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-34663378560342807692010-01-25T01:34:01.763-08:002010-01-25T01:34:01.763-08:00Even if your help is not appreciated by the recipi...Even if your help is not appreciated by the recipient it makes a difference. We never know how we touch peoples lives but we have to be the person who reaches out and makes a difference.BioniKathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14160435019367425283noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-36846469196982420282010-01-23T13:03:43.716-08:002010-01-23T13:03:43.716-08:00That is an incredible story. What an experience. ...That is an incredible story. What an experience. I am appalled that they cops immediately tried to blame the girl.<br />And yes, I think you helped her. Being shown kindness by a stranger goes a long way.Debbiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17480046958714954128noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-61972306637116291372010-01-23T09:10:18.891-08:002010-01-23T09:10:18.891-08:00Of course you helped them. Imagine the story with ...Of course you helped them. Imagine the story with you out of the equation. The police's behaviour is an insight into that young woman's world. I see it quite often here- you're poor, because of that everyone from nurses to police think they can treat you as they like. It is awful to watch. You were right to point out their terrible behaviour.Laurihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11112458658109887868noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-25121966623660496082010-01-23T08:38:36.933-08:002010-01-23T08:38:36.933-08:00Random acts of kindness are never wasted - even wh...Random acts of kindness are never wasted - even when they don't work out the way they should. Hopefully they found a better life.Jemi Fraserhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02214408467456320167noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-34081771427255606482010-01-23T07:49:14.646-08:002010-01-23T07:49:14.646-08:00Wow Elizabeth! That's some story. It almost ri...Wow Elizabeth! That's some story. It almost rivals the famous Brotin Tales.<br /><br />It went in so many directions! I was feeling so sorry for the young girl and her son, grateful for the guy at the gas pump who offered her assistance, then was furious at him when he forced himself on her, then was proud of you and your quick-thinking son, then was angry and ashamed at the cops and their racial profiling, then was disappointed at the young woman for her lack of gratitude and for being so harsh with her boy. <br /><br />But you absolutely helped her. Absolutely positively. <br /><br />The only thing I ever did - which ended up not being much - was go for advanced testing when I came up as a potential bone marrow donor for a two-year old boy who needed a transplant. I understand the donor process is quite painful, but I was willing to do anything I could to help that boy. Turns out I wasn't a suitable match (only 2 out of 6 titers matched). To this day I think about that boy and wonder if he survived.<br /><br />God bless you for being such a kind hearted person. I love you, Elizabeth.Boozy Toothhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10765083787738573580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-58559671379215712852010-01-23T07:44:20.465-08:002010-01-23T07:44:20.465-08:00of course you helped her! don't ever question...of course you helped her! don't ever question that. she was so down and out she couldn't see the forest for the trees - but that doesn't negate the positive energy you and your son gave her and her son.Kim Wenclhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01823661381442038781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-30254330868904833792010-01-23T06:47:36.672-08:002010-01-23T06:47:36.672-08:00What a story! You are my hero. And I love love you...What a story! You are my hero. And I love love your son. Is he married? I have daughter who has her doctorate now and.... Please don't tell her I asked this. :))<br /><br />Wow, Elizabeth, you could have walked away at any point. That was a terrible situation.T. Powell Coltrinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02160774009926623671noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-4418861345393713842010-01-23T06:28:51.184-08:002010-01-23T06:28:51.184-08:00That makes me want to cry for the girl and especia...That makes me want to cry for the girl and especially her son. I think that was so brave of you to stand up to the pervert and to the police.<br /><br />Helen<br /><a href="http://straightfromhel.blogspot.com" rel="nofollow">Straight From Hel</a>Helen Gingerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09794759602654727110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-66992490468620497182010-01-23T06:22:56.672-08:002010-01-23T06:22:56.672-08:00I'm proud of you (and your son)for stepping up...I'm proud of you (and your son)for stepping up and doing the right things. Hopefully she felt the goodness you both displayed sooner or later. I have a book in which Gethsemane (where Jesus was betrayed by Judas) is described as symbolizing the idea of "love meeting no response, but still remaining love." You and your son did that.Kathrynnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-73628603178004913252010-01-23T06:22:51.607-08:002010-01-23T06:22:51.607-08:00What others do is up to them, but you and your son...What others do is up to them, but you and your son were on the side of the angels that day.Fireblossomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-58971366861182333882010-01-23T05:13:20.573-08:002010-01-23T05:13:20.573-08:00As you put it, it is a 'surrealist story' ...As you put it, it is a 'surrealist story' but I am glad there are people who come forward when they are needed. I thank you for the girl!alicia barajashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08154894128074851793noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-61344446227503171002010-01-23T04:27:55.278-08:002010-01-23T04:27:55.278-08:00Of course you did the right thing. We can't co...Of course you did the right thing. We can't control what others do with the generosity we offer them and really, it is not our business. No strings on the gifts, my father would caution my mother. The cop stuff was very chilling and that the young woman had read them right before they arrived too sad. I applaud you for standing up for what is right - your actions are what created your children to be who they are and probably was a crack in the darkness for the little guy.Jan Morrisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01771180344305042855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-39529874511818516742010-01-22T21:17:52.038-08:002010-01-22T21:17:52.038-08:00Indeed a peculiar story. We should always try to ...Indeed a peculiar story. We should always try to help others in need although sometimes the consequences of being a good samaritan cen be quite unexpected.Arlee Birdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11663942782929929334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-45957779619318495072010-01-22T21:11:53.297-08:002010-01-22T21:11:53.297-08:00A good deed is never wasted. I would have done the...A good deed is never wasted. I would have done the same thing. Very interesting story!Margueritehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15846051579802335412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-78040471632924168052010-01-22T19:57:20.294-08:002010-01-22T19:57:20.294-08:00We can only do what we feel is right in our hearts...We can only do what we feel is right in our hearts. The hearts of others are up to them. You put the good energy out there, and it set an example for that little boy, and everyone else involved.Nancyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13178290697351352495noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-59564224403912320142010-01-22T19:39:25.536-08:002010-01-22T19:39:25.536-08:00I'm with Cloudia. Maybe today, with time and l...I'm with Cloudia. Maybe today, with time and life down the road, she'll remember what you did for her with gratitude. To be sure, I'm certain her son does. God Bless.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-72222536094072355292010-01-22T19:25:54.795-08:002010-01-22T19:25:54.795-08:00Sometimes it's hard to know when to step in, h...Sometimes it's hard to know when to step in, how much to do, when to keep walking. I guess we have to follow our instincts as to what's right and what's wrong. Kudos to you for your efforts.Joannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03972054718663959694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-15869527981638252592010-01-22T19:13:23.432-08:002010-01-22T19:13:23.432-08:00Yes, surreal. I've been amazed at the attitude...Yes, surreal. I've been amazed at the attitude of the policemen. But then, I'm sure that's been their experience with these things too. You were a good soul; and learned a big lesson too.Rosaria Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03133147851332084180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6981771317071817483.post-21254119241149741752010-01-22T18:42:44.849-08:002010-01-22T18:42:44.849-08:00Yeah,
I've worked with the people of the stree...Yeah,<br />I've worked with the people of the streets.<br />That girl was so far down that she attracted more down. Your son grew up a little that day. Perhaps that girl (like me) has grown and changed and has thought back with some embarrassment from her new perspective and has thanked "that woman" (you) many times in her heart. Bless you!<br /><br />Aloha, Friend<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://comfortspiral.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">Comfort Spiral</a>Cloudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05853753108637831069noreply@blogger.com