How Mowgli Made a Marine: A Confession and an Ending
First, the confession: I have posted this story (but not this ending) before, but it is an important one about children and the power of story and presence.
The new ending: Last week, my husband and I attended a ceremony where our Marine was promoted to the highest rank possible in his career line: Master Gunnery Sergeant. His beautiful wife arranged a party. His two sons attached his rank insignia. I tried not to cry.
So now you know it is a happy ending. This is how the unlikely tale began:
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What a beautiful ending to an ongoing story. I’m glad you shared it with all of us. (tried saving it on the original post, too, but it wouldn’t let me)… The son I met in Florida many years ago????
Debra, I think that might have been the younger son, but memory is shaky on that!
T.K., what a wonderful gift you gave your grandson. Thanks for sharing his story with us.
Lois,
It was a mutual gift! Thank you.
I loved reading this, very glad that you reposted it!
I might be paraphrasing this but it made me think of the poem that goes, “Richer than I you’ll never be, for I had a parent who read to me.”
Thank you, Kathy. It’s a reminder to all of us that what we do and say matters!
A WONDERFUL STORY. T.K.
Thanks, Gail!
Gay, please. I swear I typed “Gay”! Blaming it on my computer!!
What a heartwarming story!
Great content! Keep up the good work!