Story of a Sand Dollar
This is NOT my story. I DID NOT write this, but it has always meant so much to me. It's why I smile at a stranger. Why I give my last $20 to the woman with the kids and a sign. Why when my daughter lets the neighbor use the laundry card and we barely have enough for myself, I'm proud of her. We can't save everyone, but maybe, just maybe, we can save that one.
Sand Dollar, Grandfather & the Child
The story goes as a young boy and his grandfather walking down the beach. A big storm had come in the day before and there were hundreds and hundreds of sand-dollars washed up and starting to die in the sun.
As they walked, the grandfather would stop from time to time, reach down, pick up a sand dollar and throw it into the ocean. Finally, the little boy asked, “Grandfather, why are you throwing them back in?” and his grandfather replied, “So that they will live.”
The little boy thought for a minute and said, “But grandfather, there are so many of them! What possible difference can it make?” And the grandfather, reaching down and tossing another one back into the ocean, said, “To that one, it will make all of the difference in the world.“