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14/10/2025

I was touched by the caller’s reaction before the call ended:

Caller: First, I must tell you I’m 87 years old and have hearing problem. I’m a bit deaf.

Me: That’s ok. Since you have me on the line, I’ll help you out with your concern.

After about 30 minutes with each other’s Q&As:

Me: I hope we have resolved your issue?

Caller: Yes. I know it was hard for you because of my hearing problem but we eventually got there.

Me: Great! Is there anything else I can help you with?

Caller: No. I just want to thank you for your patience. I have talked to a lot of your colleagues but you’re the only one who’s been patient with me.

Me: No worries. That’s what I’m here for. Since you don’t have any more concern, thank you for calling…

Caller: I can’t thank you enough for your patience.

Me: No worries. Once again, this is Tuesday. Thank you for calling and have a lovely day!

Caller: Thank you! Thank you!

(Got me teary eyed 🥹)

06/10/2025

To be able to find joy in someone else’s joy is the key to genuine happiness…

An older, tired-looking dog wandered into my yard.I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home and...
05/10/2025

An older, tired-looking dog wandered into my yard.
I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home and was well taken care of.
He calmly came over to me, I gave him a few pats on his head. He then followed me into my house, slowly walked down the hall, curled up in the corner and fell asleep.
An hour later, he went to the door, and I let him out.
The next day he was back, greeted me in my yard, walked inside and resumed his spot in the hall and again slept for about an hour.
This continued off and on for several weeks.
Curious I pinned a note to his collar: 'I would like to find out who the owner of this wonderful sweet dog is and ask if you are aware that almost every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap.'...!
The next day he arrived for his nap, with a different note pinned to his collar ...
'HE LIVES IN MY HOME, WITH MY NON-STOP CHATTING AND NAGGING WIFE. HE'S TRYING TO CATCH UP ON HIS SLEEP .. CAN I COME WITH HIM TOMORROW ....???'

❇️credits to the rightful owner❇️

Tom Hanks was in his trailer on the set of "News of the World" in 2020 when his assistant walked in, holding a folded no...
29/09/2025

Tom Hanks was in his trailer on the set of "News of the World" in 2020 when his assistant walked in, holding a folded note. The message was simple: a man named James Mallory, a former high school teacher from Ohio, was dying of pancreatic cancer. His daughter, Emily, had reached out through multiple fan forums and Twitter, hoping someone might get a message to Hanks. Her father’s final wish was to hear Forrest Gump’s voice one last time.

The request hit Hanks hard. He paused, reread the note, then quietly asked his assistant to find a contact number. Within an hour, he was holding a phone, listening to it ring on speaker in a small hospice room 2,000 miles away. Emily had no idea if the message had gotten through, and when her phone lit up with a California number, she almost ignored it. But something made her answer.

"Hello, is this Emily Mallory?" the familiar voice asked.

She froze. "Yes?"

"This is Tom Hanks. I heard your dad wants to talk to Forrest Gump. Is he around?"

The room went silent. Her mother gasped. Nurses paused in the hallway. Emily rushed to her father’s bedside and gently placed the phone near his ear. James was weak, he hadn’t spoken much in days. But when Hanks shifted into Forrest’s voice and said, “Hi, James... Mama always said life is like a box of chocolates,” a faint smile spread across the old man’s lips.

Tears streamed down Emily’s face. Her father, barely able to speak, mouthed, “Thank you.”

Hanks continued in Forrest’s slow Southern drawl, weaving personal comfort with signature Gump wisdom. “I don’t know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floatin' around accidental-like on a breeze... but I think maybe, both is happenin’ at the same time.”

For a few precious minutes, James was no longer a cancer patient in a hospital bed. He was listening to his favorite character, the one who helped him through his divorce, who kept him company through nights of grading papers alone, who made him laugh even when life seemed unforgiving.

What made the moment even more powerful was that Hanks never slipped out of character. He addressed James as Forrest would have, comforting him not as a celebrity to a fan, but as a kind-hearted friend on a park bench. James held Emily’s hand, a tear rolling down his temple, and whispered, “Best day... ever.”

Emily would later describe that moment as “a miracle in slow motion.” Her father passed away quietly the next morning, still smiling.

Hanks never mentioned the call publicly. No social media post, no press release. Emily shared the story on a grief support page a month later. A user on Reddit reposted it, and from there, it spread, touching thousands who had grown up with Forrest Gump’s voice in their ears and kindness in their hearts.

A hospice nurse who had witnessed the call said she’d never seen a patient’s face change so quickly. “He was so tired, so far gone. But when he heard Forrest Gump, something lit up inside him.”

Emily keeps the phone recording to this day. She plays it sometimes, not just to hear her father’s last conversation, but to remind herself what simple kindness from a stranger, no matter how famous, can mean to someone facing the end.

In the quietest room, a voice from a film brought peace where medicine could not.

I love it when someone educates me on something I don’t know about without making me feel dumb — it reminds me that real...
28/09/2025

I love it when someone educates me on something I don’t know about without making me feel dumb — it reminds me that real intelligence lifts others up, not puts them down. There’s something deeply human about being able to say “I didn’t know that” and having someone respond with patience instead of pride. It turns learning into connection, not correction. The best people don’t use knowledge to compete or condescend — they share it in a way that invites you in, not shuts you out. That’s a kind of wisdom that doesn’t just inform the mind but also respects the soul.

In a world obsessed with being right, it's rare and refreshing to meet someone who values understanding more than superiority. When someone teaches without judgment, it creates a space where curiosity can thrive and growth doesn’t come at the cost of dignity. Those are the moments that stick with you — not because you felt small, but because someone made you feel seen even in your not-knowing. That’s real intelligence. And even more than that — it’s real kindness.

— Balt

🌧️ I Don’t Lend My Umbrella Like I Used To🌧️When I was a child, my grandfather said something I didn’t really understand...
27/09/2025

🌧️ I Don’t Lend My Umbrella Like I Used To🌧️

When I was a child, my grandfather said something I didn’t really understand:
“Don’t lend your umbrella to people who only show up when it’s raining.”

I smiled, nodded, and went on with life.
I thought it was just one of those poetic things old people say.

But life…
Life has a way of teaching you what words really mean — slowly, painfully, clearly.

Years later, I finally got it.

I started seeing how some people only come around when they’re in trouble.
When their world is falling apart.
When they’re lonely.
When they need a place to rest, a heart to hold them, someone to catch their tears.

And I gave…
I gave my time.
I gave my energy.
I gave parts of myself I never got back.
I became the umbrella — the shelter, the safety net.

But when the skies cleared?
When the sun came back for them?

They left.
Quietly.
Like I was never there.
Like I never mattered.

And I sat in the silence they left behind, wondering:
“Was I only needed for the storm?”

It broke something in me — not because I expected anything in return,
but because I realized I was never truly seen.
Only used.

And that realization?
It hurts in a place you didn’t know could bleed.

So now…
I don’t lend my umbrella like I used to.

I still care.
I still love deeply.
But I’ve learned that kindness without boundaries is self-destruction in disguise.

Now, before I open my heart to someone again,
I ask myself:
“Will they still love me when the rain stops?”
“Will they stay when they no longer need saving?”

Because I deserve more than being someone’s shelter during the storm.
I deserve sunshine too.

And so do you.

✨ Choose your umbrellas wisely. Choose you.
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26/09/2025
Hirap pala sa call center 😅😅😅
21/09/2025

Hirap pala sa call center 😅😅😅

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18/09/2025

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Sometimes the strongest people are those who fight silent battles behind a smile that nobody sees.😇
18/09/2025

Sometimes the strongest people are those who fight silent battles behind a smile that nobody sees.😇

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