To honor their father’s last wish, two young girls visit his grave on his birthday to show him their cute new dresses. Near the headstone, they spot two beautifully wrapped boxes with their names on them, not knowing what surprises are inside.
Six-year-old Isla and her sister, Madison, who is eight, missed their dad, Brian, deeply. Since he had passed away, their lives felt different. They no longer sneaked cookies and ice cream from the kitchen at night, teamed up to tease their mom, or went shopping like they used to. Without Daddy Brian, those little adventures just weren’t the same.
“You’re spoiling those girls, Brian!” his wife, Linda, would often say with a laugh. “Why do you always gang up against me? I know you’re sneaking them treats from the pantry!”
“Well, I’ll spoil them for the rest of my life!” Brian would say, smiling widely. “They will always come first for me as long as I live! I’m sorry, honey, but you’ve got competition! And you know, I love all my girls—including you,” he’d say, hugging her.
Brian was that kind of person, always balancing everything with love. He was the perfect family man. But after he passed, everything changed. Isla and Madison grew quiet, and Linda, his wife, struggled to cope with his loss.
Linda’s last memories of Brian were heartbreaking. She watched him lose a battle to stage four cancer, feeling helpless. Doctors tried their best, but the illness took him away. Brian’s health kept getting worse, and one morning, he didn’t wake up. Isla and Madison had slept beside him in the hospital the night before, as Brian had asked. He probably sensed it was his last night with them.
At 4 a.m. the next day, Linda called the doctors, worried. They gently informed her, “Time of death: 4 a.m. Tuesday…” Linda was devastated, staring as they covered Brian’s face with a white hospital sheet.
After his death, Linda couldn’t bring herself to say goodbye. Her daughters, though, were braver—they attended his funeral. Linda, however, couldn’t bear to watch him being buried.
One of Brian’s last wishes was for his girls to visit him on his birthday, wearing their best outfits. “I want my little girls to look their prettiest. You must promise to visit me,” he had said. So, the day before his birthday, the girls asked Linda to take them shopping.
“Mommy,” Isla said, “Daddy loved my red dress. He got me one for my birthday. I want a red dress.”
“You can pick for me, Mom,” Madison added. “I want it to be Dad’s favorite color.”
Linda hesitated, still in grief. “I—I don’t think I can, girls,” she said, trying to avoid the topic.
“But we need to visit Daddy!” Isla insisted. “He wanted us to wear something pretty on his birthday.”
Linda’s heart softened, realizing she’d forgotten his birthday. “What did he ask you?” she asked, teary-eyed.
“Daddy wanted to see us in pretty dresses on his birthday,” Isla replied. “We have to go shopping, Mommy!”
Linda hadn’t known this was Brian’s last wish. Madison explained, “The night before he died, he held our hands and asked. Please, Mom? Isla misses Daddy a lot.”
Madison was wise for her age, sensing how important this was. Finally, she convinced Linda to go shopping.
“Alright,” Linda said. “Let’s get you both the prettiest outfits so Daddy knows what he’s missing!” She burst into tears, and her daughters hugged her.
“Dad wouldn’t want you to be sad, Mom,” Madison whispered.
The next day, on Brian’s birthday, the girls dressed up and walked hand-in-hand to his grave, with Linda following behind.
When they reached his grave, they spotted two wrapped boxes with their names on them. A small note on top said they were from Brian.
“Mommy!” Isla called out. “Look, Daddy left us gifts! He’s so silly—he doesn’t know we should give him gifts on his birthday!”
Madison exchanged a glance with Linda, understanding that the gifts couldn’t really be from Brian.
” Well, maybe he missed his daughters,” Linda smiled. “Go ahead and open them.”
The girls unwrapped the boxes, and Linda tried to hide her tears. Isla beamed with joy, while Madison cried for the first time since Brian’s death.
Inside each box was a lovely pair of pink Mary Janes and a letter from Brian.
“Shoes!” Isla exclaimed. “My favorite color!”
The letter read:
“My prettiest girls,
The angels here say you’re the most beautiful girls ever. I wanted to make you even prettier, so I picked these shoes. I hope you like them.
Remember, I’m not around you, but I’m always in your heart. I know you’re not sneaking cookies anymore. Don’t tell Mommy, but I saw her filling the pantry with cookies again! Next time, I want to hear stories about how you managed to sneak some. Just because Daddy isn’t there doesn’t mean you have to be perfectly good all the time.
Thank you for visiting me, and happy birthday to my beautiful girls. Daddy loves you and misses you.
With love,
Brian.”
“That’s too much to read!” Isla said. “Madison, what did Daddy say?”
Madison hugged her tightly. “He said he’s happy and wants us to be happy, too. He misses us. Thank you for this, Mom,” she added, knowing Linda was behind the gifts.
Linda smiled, grateful for her girls, who helped her step out of her grief and gave her the strength to honor Brian’s memory.
Baby with White Hair Overcomes Challenges and Shines with Happiness
Any parent would be happy to have a newborn, and Patricia Williams was no different. She thought her baby Redd was perfect when he was brought into the world. She had no idea that his unusual features would present obstacles as well as opportunities for success in the years to come.
Patricia and her husband Dale became aware of their son’s lateral eye movements when he was only two months old. Fearing for their lives, they searched Google and discovered something unexpected: it might be an indication of albinism. One in 17,000 individuals worldwide suffer with albinism, an uncommon disorder marked by pale complexion, white hair, and tracking eyes.
Patricia and Dale sought a formal diagnosis, and after consulting with experts, it was determined that Redd had Oculocutaneous Albinism Type I (OCA1). The pair was surprised since they were unaware of this illness. However, this realization was only the start of their adventure.
Redd’s unusual features presented difficulties as he grew older. He was the victim of bullying at school, but fortunately, his elder brother Gage stood up for him. When Patricia’s second son, Rockwell, was born with the same issue, her early hopes that Redd would outgrow his unique qualities were dashed.
The difficulties persisted after that. Rockwell’s photos were twisted into cruel memes on social media, adding insult to injury for the family. However, Patricia and Dale took a bold choice rather than focusing on the negative. They made the decision to become activists for albinism, spreading knowledge to stop bullying of other kids who have the illness.
Patricia became determined to spread awareness about albinism after realizing that most people had limited understanding of the condition and that uncommon films and scant representation had largely shaped people’s opinions. She recognized that she had a rare chance to dispel myths and raise awareness of this illness.
Redd’s strabismus was treated with eye surgery in order to improve his condition. The procedure worked, and Redd did well when he went from attending a school for the blind to a public one. He accepted himself and his special qualities with the help of his devoted family and friends.
Redd and Rockwell are still happy now and continue to shatter stereotypes. Apart from needing a hat, sunglasses, and sunscreen when playing outside, they are just like any other kids in the world. Love and adoration for Patricia’s latest video of Rockwell during his school’s “Western Day” went viral on social media. His charming beauty and the characteristic light blue eyes of an albino person grabbed the attention of many.
Patricia’s message of love, acceptance, and understanding is evident despite the difficulties of the voyage. The tale of this family inspires us all and serves as a reminder that individuality should be valued rather than disparaged.
The next time you come across someone special, stop to hear their tale and show them some love. We can make the world more compassionate and inclusive if we work together.
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