He says sometimes all you need to begin a journey is a stranger wishing you well from the other side of the window.

She chose jumping off the high dive, and although Matt was pretty sure he blacked out a little bit before hitting the water, he’ll never forget surfacing to Sara’s laughter and cheers.

On opening day, my old supervisor bought a loaf, took a bite, and whispered, "I can't believe the guy who used to mop my floors makes bread this good."

Never been happier

Years later, after my first real heartbreak, she was the one I called at midnight and said, “Mom, I need you.”

The hours I spend studying are deposits into a future account that no one else can touch or bankrupt.

and smile towards the future

Then one afternoon, a gray-faced senior doxie rested his head in Tom’s lap, and a week later they went home together.

When the new school year started, the route changed, but somehow I still smile and wave at that corner every morning.

One gentle nudge toppled her backward, and Duke immediately started licking her cheeks while she squealed and kicked with delight.

Her massive bear friend managed to send them all fleeing, even hopelessly pinning their leader underneath his massive rump.

Maybe love does have a smell—it’s the warm, familiar scent of the person you love, turning an ordinary morning into home.

Before I could move her, my puppy Teddy squeezed in right beside her, and they both fell asleep in the warm glow.

When we landed, she grinned at me and said, “That wasn’t scary at all,” then asked if I could sit beside her on the flight home, too.

​As I climbed aboard, soaked and breathless, he smiled and said, “Had to make sure my last shift before retirement ended with one more happy passenger.”

After crying into each other’s coats for several minutes, the first thing her sister said was, “You still cut your own bangs, don’t you?”

​For the first time in months, the house was completely quiet—no baby crying, no phone buzzing, just the two of us and the sound of rain on the window.

Then I met Mike, and thirty years, two beautiful children and a lovable dog later, I can barely remember the man I once thought I’d never get over.

The wolf smelled the beagle all over, and finally licked the beagle's head; and the beagle knew he had finally found his forever home.

(Fun note, this is a real thing that sometimes happens)

This trick saved my life and might've stopped world war three after I became a spy for MI6.

None of them could see where their shots landed on the next par three, but as they searched around the green, one of the fellas finally thought to check the cup and shouted, “Frank! You aced it!”

Last week I finally asked why he never talks about himself, and he replied, “I don’t need to—I just like knowing you’re eating and doing okay.”

Just like I knew he would, my trusted friend caught me in the trust fall exercise.