What is the sweetest thing you have done/ someone did for you

[DadOfStubborn]

Am home sick today and bored will be grateful for any stories! I can't think of one right now but when I do I will share it

My two friends, one of whom made me a tray of millionaires shortbread and the other who brought round a shepherds pie after each of my kids’ births. Funny the things you remember (kids now 20-30s 😁).

One that comes to mind: when my Dad died I needed to get to Scotland to be with my Mum. There was a train strike so I decided to get a Megabus overnightfrom London. My son (adult) heard about this plan and made a special trip to TK Maxx to buy me a neck cushion. I was incredibly touched. ( And it helped.)

I was in a really bad state mentally and my husband was away. My neighbour knew because I had been crying on her sofa the night before. The next evening she messaged me to say she was going out for dinner with friends, but I could call her anytime and she would come home if I needed her. I was so touched.

DP painted my entire hallway, stairwell and landing while I was on holiday. (not randomly- I had all the paint and was planning to do it when I got home) He was already feeding the cats for me, which was lovely enough as it was. It would've been several days' work, bless him.

New man in my life. We had a weekend away and it rained the whole time. We were walking across a bridge when I car came hurtling over a puddle, new man jumped in front of me so I wouldn't get too soaked!

I paid for the meal for the couple (pensioners) who were sat on a table next to me. I didn't tell them and it was not expensive. They were chatting to us whilst we were waiting.

I am overwhelmed with many acts of kindness towards me.

A friend phoned me when my dad died to say she was calling to say she knew there was nothing to say, but she was saying it anyway. Sounds daft but honestly helpful. Then asked me to tell her about him.

When I first moved out into student halls my room looked like a prison cell. He sent me out to shop whilst he unpacked for me, and when I got back he'd rearranged the furniture to the same layout as my bedroom at home and he'd smuggled my oldest soft toys with him and put them on my bed - I'd been trying to be grown up. The sweetest thing ever.

A work colleague was going abroad to celebrate 25th wedding anniversary.. I emailed the hotel and paid for a bottle of fizz for their evening meal... Told him it was me when he got back!!
Earlier this year I paid for a meal for a neighbour and his dw in a local restaurant I was at with dh. They hadn't seen me. He was 81 and her 90. They still looked like a young couple in love engrossed in conversation across the table..

These are lovely 😊.

About 20 years ago I had a baby and a toddler and we'd gone out leaving 3 or 4 loads of washing on the line. While we were out it rained, and I was miffed that I'd have to sort it all out again when we were home, after the 100 other things you have to do when arriving home with a baby and toddler.
My neighbour had not only brought it in for me as soon as it threatened rain, but she'd ironed anything that needed it, too. I was so grateful to have her as a neighbour, she was a really lovely lady.

I am a professional classical singer, or was!.
I used to do gigs with a pianist that I knew from years previously when I had been in a choir as a teenager and he was the accompanist.
One evening ( supposed to be rehearsing) we spent ages drinking wine and reminiscing about this choir and it's crazy conductor and the favourite pieces we had done. Weirdly we had the same 2 favourites and sat and slightly drunenly played/sung them from memory.

Many many years after this conversation, I asked him to play the organ for my wedding.
First of all he turned up with a violinist in tow which was lovely.
Then during quiet bits in the service when there would be incidental music , what should I hear but these 2 pieces being played, beautifully arranged for piano and violin.
It was amazing, and only me and him in the whole place would know what the hell these tunes were and why they were being played. It was just wonderful and the best present.
He was a prickly unsentimental individual but I saw him in a whole different light after that.

Ds is 15 and generally stays in his room unless he wants food, grunts at us instead of talks a lot of the time etc etc. Hes a 6ft hairy man child not generally known for his empathy
Recently we went somewhere to do something DH really wanted to but I am slightly claustraphobic so I was a bit scared. I didn't say anything or make a fuss but I was a bit tense and as we started to go in DS's hand came around from the seat in front and said "hold my Hand Mum, its going to be OK"

The friends who bring you food after you have had a baby are the best! I always tell people that the rule is that you always take food if you are visiting someone with a newborn. It was such a lifesaver in those early days.

For real brownie points, do it when someone has a second child too. I was so disappointed when the treats never arrived the second time around!

I’ve always struggles with female friendships. Plenty of male friends and lots of women I know but no real strong female friendships. The first time I got married I didn’t have a hen do. My Ex had a massive stag do in Magaluf with 25 mates and I had a curry with my mum and a few of my ‘bloke mates’. I enjoyed it but it wasn’t the same.
Fast forward 16 years and I was 2 weeks away from marrying my now DH. We had a weekend away stag/hen do with our siblings and their partners which was great then DH had a stag weekend with his mates.
Id planned to go to my local for a few drinks with my adult DD and just chat to everyone I know in there (like most Friday nights)
I arrived and the whole pub was decorated. Food all out on the sides, cheesy games planned etc. A whole group of them had arranged it all for me and the pub was packed.

That was the first time in my adult life I felt like I had female friends and it was so, so special.

A wonderful lady called Valerie made me a cup of tea - my dp had just gone to theatre for cancer surgery, everything has happened so fast and id not had any time to process anything. I was in a daze walking round the hospital and came across the Macmillan support desk, and when she asked if there was anything I needed, I just broke down and said 'a hug please'.

I'm in tears writing this many years later but I'll never forget her simple human response and such kindness.

I was travelling from Jersey to Leeds for a close family funeral but Jersey Airport was closed due to fog.

Mired in the stress of missing it I took an overnight ferry and then a coach from Portsmouth via London Victoria. I had about an hour to wait in Victoria.

An old school friend got wind of this journey (I might have shared on social media during the 12 hour ferry journey) and despite not having seen him for years he travelled from Crystal Palace to Victoria at the crack of dawn to have a coffee with me for 45 minutes so I didn't have to wait alone.

The sheer selfless kindness reignited our friendship and 10 years on he (and his partner) is among my favourite people and I'd go to the end of the earth for them.

I haven't had the best relationship with my mum and was no contact with her. She didn't have my address and turned up after having wandered around the city looking for me.

She was diagnosed with dementia and I went to see her. I found her in a bad way so I took a sabbatical and lived with her for nearly a year taking care of her.

My young adult DD was recently admitted to hospital many many miles from us. She wasn't expecting to be kept in, so had very little with her. A lovely lady who was there with her FIL had been chatting with DD in A&E. She later appeared at DD's bedside with new PJs, pants and a toothbrush that she'd popped out and bought at a local supermarket. She wouldn't take any money, just said that she had a daughter of a similar age and would like to think someone would do it for her in similar circumstances. I was so very grateful but did not get to thank her myself as they had gone before we managed to get to DD.

When I was at Uni in the late 80's:

Little brother begged to visit. He had started a job straight after school at 16. He came and bought me real Ribena and two steaks from the nearest supermarket. Bless him , treating his big Sis. I've never forgot it.

When my teenage son passed away, a friend left a huge bag of shopping on my doorstep, had everything we needed for about a week, including toiletries, washing detergent and a huge chicken

The hospital ones reminded me of another one! I was in the middle of six months of chemo treatment and had gone to do a food shop, it was a supermarket in a big shopping centre and as I pushed the trolley out of the lift my mind went blank. I just couldn’t remember where I had parked my car in the huge multi level car park. I stood there for a while then started to cry as I felt so overwhelmed. A lovely lady came up and asked if I was ok, when I said I couldn’t remember where my car was she asked me a series of questions (shops I remembered passing etc.) then pushed my trolly until we found my car - I had come out of the lift on the wrong level. She helped me put my bags in the boot and left. She probably didn’t even realise how much that meant to me that day.

Awww I’m so sorry Downtoyou. Thinking of you xx

My parents didn’t do Father Christmas and stockings for us growing up. When we were first dating my DH was horrified 🤣 Our first Christmas together he got up in the middle of the night and filled a stocking he had bought for me, and I discovered it in the morning!

Lovely thread op.
Got a friend who is quite cold and doesn't open up much.
Text me late one night really upset cos his dog was ill and was going to be pts. I did a box of treats and a card for the dog and left it on his doorstep - he messaged me to say it made him cry and we both agreed nobody else needed to know that!

This probably sounds a bit daft, but our lovely cat had to be pts earlier this year, after a really unexpected cancer diagnosis. People were so kind in the run-up to the final appointment, and a colleague I am close to asked me if he could pass on my number to a former colleague who I had lost touch with, but is a big cat person. It was really lovely to hear from her, and when we adopted our new boy who was in foster care, she insisted on driving me there, then sent a care package of treats for him when he was here. I’m really glad we’re back in contact now.

Similarly, when I went back to work - I was on holiday during the tests/diagnosis/pts - my manager came to my office with a beautiful orchid for her, and gave me an early finish to pick up her ashes from the vet. He is categorically not a pet person which made it even more kind of him.

What a lovely thread!

A few years back, we'd gone through a really stressful time with DH's health after an injury. He always said he wanted to show how much my help and support had meant to him. One day, I came home to find he'd spent all day building a summerhouse/greenhouse outside.

I'm a writer and I'm a bit mad about plants. Over the next few days, he finished it off and kitted it out with gorgeous plants and herbs, a comfy chair and little desk for writing, and lots of other little touches. Perfect for sitting and writing in. Every time I go out there I feel warm inside.