Me neither... Till I got this one.
It's called "To My Child"

> Just for this morning, I am going to smile when I see your face and laugh
> when I feel like crying.
>
> Just for this morning, I will let you choose what you want to wear, and
> smile and say how perfect it is.
>
> Just for this morning, I am going to step over the laundry, and pick you
> up and take you to the park to play.
>
> Just for this morning, I will leave the dishes in the sink, and let you
> teach me how to put that puzzle of yours together.
>
> Just for this afternoon, I will unplug the telephone and keep the computer
> off, and sit with you in the backyard and blow bubbles..
>
> Just for this afternoon, I will not yell once, not even a tiny grumble
> when you scream and whine for the ice cream truck, and I will buy you one
> if he comes by.
>
> Just for this afternoon, I won't worry about what you are going to be when
> you grow up, or second guess every decision I have made where you are
> concerned.
>
> Just for this afternoon, I will let you help me bake cookies, and I won't
> stand over you trying to fix them.
>
> Just for this afternoon, I will take us to McDonald's and buy us both a
> Happy Meal so you can have both toys..
>
> Just for this evening, I will hold you in my arms and tell you a story
> about how you were born and how much I love you.
>
> Just! for this evening, I will let you splash in the tub and not get
> angry.
>
> Just for this evening, I will let you stay up late while we sit on the
> porch and count all the stars.
>
> Just for this evening, I will snuggle beside you for hours, and miss my
> favorite TV shows.
>
> Just for this evening when I run my finger through your hair as you pray,
> I will simply be grateful that God has given me the greatest gift ever
> given.
>
> I will think about the mothers and fathers who are searching for their
> missing children, the mothers and fathers who are visiting their
> children's graves instead of their bedrooms, and mothers and fathers who
> are in hospital rooms watching their children suffer senselessly, and
> screaming inside that they can't handle it anymore.
>
> And when I kiss you good night I will hold you a little tighter, a little
> longer. It is then, that I will thank God for you, and ask him for
> nothing, except one more day..............


###############################

:cry: I'm sat here at work like a big Jessie!

I'm heartless. :)

Now if it was 'To My Cat', that's different!

The only effect it had on me was to make me feel slightly nauseous.

"Just for this afternoon, I will take us to McDonald's and buy us both a Happy Meal so you can have both toys.. "

And eat both the burgers and get obese and die of heart failure, thanks mum.

No effect on me at all (and I am normally 'easily moved')
It's far too smalchy.
Try me again when I've been a dad for a while :)
Don't hold out too much hope, though...

Well it got me .... big lump in the throat and trying hard to blink back the tears!!

Originally posted by nick2
The only effect it had on me was to make me feel slightly nauseous.

"Just for this afternoon, I will take us to McDonald's and buy us both a Happy Meal so you can have both toys.. "

And eat both the burgers and get obese and die of heart failure, thanks mum.

:P misery! :P

The rest of the email I omitted to post was referring to the author having a 10 year old child terminally ill with a brain tumor.

Guess the odd happy meal won't make a deal of difference to them really. :(

Originally posted by cobaltblue
Well it got me .... big lump in the throat and trying hard to blink back the tears!!

Me too, and I'm not a parent.

You're a beggar for things like this Don! Just when I get used to the sarcasm and crude sense of humour, up you pop with a serious one that takes me off guard! ;)

Originally posted by Don_Kiddick
The rest of the email I omitted to post was referring to the author having a 10 year old child terminally ill with a brian tumor.


I still think it's cheesier than a giant cheese ball covered in melted cheese.

:P And I still think you are miserier misery than Annie Wilkes on a miserable day :hihi: :hihi: :hihi:

Originally posted by nick2
I still think it's cheesier than a giant cheese ball covered in melted cheese.
Four cheeses, at least.
AND Brie :hihi:

Originally posted by Don_Kiddick
:P And I still think you are miserier misery than Annie Wilkes on a miserable day :hihi: :hihi: :hihi:

Watch it Don, you'll get 'hobbled'. :D

:gag: brie??!! :gag: Blarggh!

Now you are being nasty

Originally posted by Kristian
Watch it Don, you'll get 'hobbled'. :D

It's ok I've got a turbo on my wheelchair :heyhey:

or is it a Turbot? :suspect:

i got that email some time ago and ive gotta say it made me cry... all day all i could think of was if owt happened to my kids i would be fit for nowt and need putting down i would be in that much of a state.

ooo you lot must be a hard hearted bunch LOL :P :P

Emails like this are the reason for the ware and tear on my delete button :mad:

Originally posted by Kristian
Me too, and I'm not a parent.

You're a beggar for things like this Don! Just when I get used to the sarcasm and crude sense of humour, up you pop with a serious one that takes me off guard! ;)

Don has had me in tears a couple of times -
Here are two quotes from him on another thread:

......You've got me remembering a time when I had to break the news of a death to a family in A/E.
This little old man had been brought in & all resuscitation attempts were futile.
I went into the 'relatives room' & was met by 4 giant Yorkshiremen (his sons) & his tiny old wife.

As you'd imagine they were anxious & desperate for any thread of news. All the blokes were standing.
I thought I was about to be murdered.
So I spilled the news as is my way, honestly truthfully & succinctly.
One of the giants yelled NNNOOOOOO!!! & started hammering the wall with his fist, 2 of the others sat crying & the last was speechless.
My blood ran cold & I quickly sat on the next seat to the elderly lady.
She was the most composed of them, she turned to me & looked me straight in the eyes, she asked
"what am I going to do now? It is our Golden Wedding Anniversary this weekend"

I couldn't help but joining in the sob-a-thon.
It still makes me fill up when I think about it.
And
.....Another day when I was in A/E a family of 3 were brought in from a car fire/ RTA. I believe the (3 door) car had been shunted at speed on the motorway, the petrol tank ruptured & the car spun.
The petrol, having ignited surrounded the car in a wall of flame & the force of the ignition blew the back window in.
There was a little boy sat on the back seat who took the initial force of the fireball.
His parents were quickly able to flee the car but his Dad had to reach back in through the flames to pull his kid out.
When they arrived in A/E the whole department stank of cooked meat, singed hair & clothing, petrol & smoke.
To shorten the story they all lived.
The dad's arms were like the image of the Vietnamese napalm child so often shown, with skin hanging in partially cooked shreds de-gloved from the elbow. Mum wasn't too bad I seem to recall, but the boy was badly burned and all from behind. Luckily his face was pretty much untouched.
He was taken to the nearest specialist burns unit after assessment & stabilising him.

It was one of those shifts that seemed to fly by regardless of having no breaks at all.
I walked home that day & stopped for a while by the brook in the village.
Just my thoughts here, (I don't want to share).
When I finally got home I opened my front door to be met by my boy, who was then about 5 & hadn't yet got a deal of understandable speech due to his ASD.
He ran to me & leapt into my arms & announced quite clearly that he'd missed me & he loved me.
I don't know where he'd got that from - it was a first.
But he seemed to know. Somehow. It was all I needed as I'd managed to keep the tears back untill then.

Hope you don't mind, Don

Not at all mate, quite flattered in fact :blush: ...

Sorry for wasting your kleenex so wantonly ;)

I'll usually read through the e-mail and then send it directly to cyber space. I hate em! I always get stuck with like 10 of those by the end of the day!

No apologies offered - I hated it. Felt like someone should pass me the sick bucket.

Then to learn that, allegedly, it was written by the mother of a terminally ill child left me feeling justified in my reaction.

I just don't hate it, I actually feel very angry about it. Has the laundry and the dishes always come first before this child? Does it take the child's impending death to make her realise how precious her child is?

Not only that, but it is sentimental American* slush, which grated severely with me.

* "ice cream truck" (English - ice cream van)
* "favorite" (favourite)
* "splash you in the tub" (bath)
* "bake cookies" (cakes or biscuits)

As I said, no apologies offered. Suppose I'd better stand back and wait for the angry missives to arrive. But before anyone posts - please look at the title of this thread again, which is - "Do those irritating chain e-mails ever have an effect on you?"
My answer is a definite yes! I wonder if it arrived with the request to pass it on to 10 friends within the hour, else the good luck chain will be broken?

Aarrgghhh - am going to find the sick bucket after all.

As nice as the idea in the e-mail is (I have an awful feeling I'm about to come off as completely heartless when I'm not), I would in all reality have never read it.

The only effect these chain-emails have on me is to improve the speed at which I can delete an e-mail from my inbox!

A sad story if it is true - but I'm not sure what millions of people's spam-filters getting tested is going to do to help?

Originally posted by craigb
As nice as the idea in the e-mail is (I have an awful feeling I'm about to come off as completely heartless when I'm not), I would in all reality have never read it.

The only effect these chain-emails have on me is to improve the speed at which I can delete an e-mail from my inbox!


Personally, I did not feel the idea in the e-mail nice at all. If this sentimental tripe had appeared in my e-mail in-box, then just like craigb, I'd have improved my dexterity with the delete button too!