I'm a 19 year old female and got diagnosed with cancer yesterday. It's hard to talk about it, and my family or friends don't know about it yet. I got the news while I was at work and immediately went to the nearest pub when I was finally done for the day. Once I was ther, i ordered drink after drink (it's legal to drink with 19 where I'm from).

After 20 Minutes, an older man next to me, about 55 to 60, offered to pay for onr of my drinks, telling me that he had a crappy day and at least wanted someone else to do better. We talked a bit and I made up a story about why I wasn't having a good day, because I didn't want anyone to know.

At one point he told me: "You're young and beautiful, but life is short. Use what time you have on this planet and make a change."

I was about to give up and just die from cancer, but this stranger convinced me to keep fighting and still achieve something in life.

I saw this today while launching my kayak🥹 so wholesome

My husband is a good man who came from bad beginnings. His father was physically abusive while his mother was financially abusive. His mother had told him while he was growing up and afterward that it was the "Italian Family Way". Then my husband met my parents and it was a whole other story. I was stunned. My parents (mostly my mother) treated me like a slave and garbage. But with my husband, they loved him like a son from the start. I was 20 and he was 21 at the time. When my husband needed a job making more money, my dad said that he needed someone like him in the warehouse he worked at, he was the Warehouse Manager. My dad hired him and my husband worked hard so he could prove to my dad that he was right for hiring him.

Years passed and my husband and I got married, we have been together for 30 years and married for 19 of those years. In 2016, my dad was diagnosed with small cell lung cancer. My dad had been a smoker but had quit when I was a teenager, however my dad had also worked with Asbestos at Bethlehem Steel at Sparrows Point. When my father was on his death bed, my husband and I went to visit him and at one point I had to walk away for something and my husband took the time to thank my dad for everything he ever did for him and us. My dad told him not to worry about it and just take care of me and the kids. My dad died the next day.

I was truly blessed with the men in my life and I will never forget it.

I while ago when we went to a 4th of July parade we left our car door open. There was about 300 ish people in the area we were at but we heard this couple asking people if they had the white van (our car) and they came to us and let us know our back car door was open. Now here is the twist. Our dogs were in the car. Completely unleashed and able to get out. Those people got our dogs and put them in their car and gave them back. I can't imagine them being stolen or getting hit by a car that day. But they didn't. Thanks to that random couple. Thanks to you I'm currently cuddling in bed with one of them :)

about 3-4 years ago i was going to Greece with my family. At the airport i was getting something to drink with my dad when this group of guys came and asked the employee if they sell masks. They didn’t but i had a box of masks in my bag. So i went to grab them and then i went to find the group and offered them masks. They took some thanked me and went on their way. I was so happy that i was able to help them.

So as I was standing at my bus station and saw some kids(reason I didn't record) taking some sweets from an display outside of a barber shop and as they were wandering of the owner saw them ran outside to gift them all of them. Everyone have a wonderful day and do something nice today.

I wanted to share a recent experience that reminded me of how good people can be. I went hiking in Shenandoah National Park, and like any other trip, we parked our car. While getting out, I accidentally hit the car next to us with my door. I was sitting in the passenger seat and was too excited about the hike to notice.

After a great day on the trails, we returned to find a note on our car. It had the other driver’s contact details and a request to call them. Once I got home the next day, I called and apologized, explaining that I am a student who isn’t earning yet.

To my surprise, the person on the other end was incredibly understanding. He said all he wanted was for me to acknowledge what happened and to apologize. He emphasized that people are more important than money and advised me to always own up to my actions rather than running away. His kindness and understanding truly blew me away.

This experience has restored my faith in humanity. I’m curious, what would you do if someone accidentally hit your car? Have you had similar encounters? Feel free to share your stories!