2 Days in a Row Old Lady Sees Lonely Boy & Little Sister by the Ocean Unattended & Follows Them — Story of the Day

An older woman's life takes an unusual turn after she sees a lonely boy and his little sister playing unattended on the beach for two days in a row. She follows them to find out why they were often alone and discovers something unexpected and heartbreaking.

82-year-old Polly Goodman was a rich old woman whose son, Marcus, never made time for her. Polly's husband was a businessman and he left her a large fortune after his death, so she had no problems supporting herself. The only problem was that Marcus, who was a doctor and ran a hospital, seldom visited her, leaving her feeling lonely and unloved.

One day, Polly was walking along the beach, like she did every evening near her oceanfront house, when she noticed a young boy and his little sister playing there. As she was passing by them, she heard their mother calling out to them.

"Corey! Daisy! Be careful! Stay away from the water!"

Polly noticed their mother resting on a bench, appearing sick and tired. Her eyes were engraved with heavy circles, her skin was pale, and she coughed frequently. Polly wished Marcus was there so he could assist the woman.

When Polly went to the beach the next day, she saw the kids again, but this time their mother wasn't with them. She observed them playing by themselves until late in the evening before heading home.

When this happened two days in a row, Polly became concerned that something may have happened to their mother and decided to follow them. Fortunately, she had some cookies and snacks she baked that morning, so she brought them with her for the kids.

People don't come into your life by chance.

She followed the kids as they walked past the beach toward an old trailer they disappeared into. "They live in an old trailer? Oh, dear!" she thought sadly as she observed the trailer's poor condition.

Polly slowly strolled to the trailer and knocked on the door. After a few moments, the boy, Corey, answered.

"Yes?" he asked, peering through the partially opened trailer door.

"Hi, I'm Polly. You're Corey, right? I live by the beach. I was hoping to see your mother. I see you and your sister at the beach every day, and I just wanted to say hello. Is your mother all right? I noticed she was sick a few days ago."

"I'm sorry Miss Polly. Mom is not home, and she told us not to talk to strangers."

"Oh dear," she laughed loudly. "Call me MRS. Polly Goodman, not miss!"

"Shhh…" Corey told her. "My sister is sleeping. She falls asleep after coming from the beach. Don't disturb her."

"Oh, I'm sorry. I just brought you some cookies and snacks. Do you want to have them?"

"Cookies?" he asked, his eyes brightening as he smiled. "Mom says strangers should not be allowed in, but you seem nice, so come on in, just be quiet."

"Okay!" she said softly.

Stepping inside the trailer, Polly noticed a large bed in the center where Daisy was sleeping. The conditions inside were no better than the trailer's outer appearance, with a few pieces of old furniture, a small cooking burner, and only a bed.

As Polly slipped into a chair inside the small space, Corey gave her some tea, and they ate the cookies together. Polly was impressed by how a little child like Corey managed to look after his sister while also taking care of everything else.

"When is your mom coming back, Corey?" she asked as she finished her tea.

Corey explained that his mother, Lydia, was sick and had been taken to the hospital two days ago. He informed her that Lydia's condition was terrible, so she was admitted right away. Lydia had left the hospital's address with Corey.

"I wanted to stay with mom at the hospital, but they wouldn't let me," Corey explained.

Polly felt terrible for Lydia and her children. Lydia looked unwell, but Polly had no idea she was in such bad shape that she had to be taken to a hospital. Polly decided not to leave the children alone so she stayed with them that night and cooked dinner for them after bringing groceries from her house.

The next day, she took them with her to visit Lydia. And the moment the kids entered their mother's ward, they ran up to her and hugged her. "Mom! We're finally here!" they cried in unison.

Lydia was surprised. "Oh, God! How did you two get here?"

"We're not alone, mom. Mrs. Goodman brought us here!" Corey replied as Polly entered the room behind them.

"Good day, Lydia. Do you feel better?" she asked, smiling.

Lydia was stunned. "I'm sorry, but have we met before? How do you know my children and me?"

"Mrs. Goodman is very sweet, mom," Corey told her. "She looked after us while you were away. She lives by the beach where we play in the evenings."

"Yes, mommy!" Daisy hopped to Polly's side and held her hand. "She makes tasty cookies and loves us like you!"

Polly laughed, scooping Daisy in her arms. "I saw you and your kids a few days ago while walking along the beach. I saw you didn't seem well and was concerned when I didn't see you with your children at the beach.....Also," she paused. "I heard from the doctors that you asked for a discharge tomorrow, despite their recommendation that you stay here? What's the matter?"

"Oh, you're such a sweetheart, Mrs. Goodman," Lydia replied weakly. "I was diagnosed with tuberculosis recently. The medications are expensive, and I don't have any more money for treatment, so I'll be discharged tomorrow. You may have noticed that we live in a trailer...I work as a waitress, but I haven't been to work in a while owing to my health..."

Lydia further said that she and her children had only recently moved to that location because her children had always wanted to see the ocean. She was afraid that her disease might take her away one day, so she wanted to fulfill her children's wish.

Unfortunately, her parents had died a long time ago, and her husband had left her after she was diagnosed with TB because he didn't want to look after her.

"Oh, that's dreadful," Polly thought to herself as she listened to Lydia's heartbreaking story. She immediately called Marcus and told him everything so Lydia could be treated for free at his hospital. Lydia was apprehensive about accepting her help, but when Polly insisted, she relented.

All thanks to Marcus and Polly, several months later, Lydia was on her way to complete recovery from the awful disease. She and Polly had also grown close by then, and Lydia felt obligated to Polly for saving her life, so she frequently dropped by the older woman's house to keep her company.

When Marcus passed by Polly's house to check on Lydia one day, he spotted Polly sitting on a beach with Lydia while the kids were playing around them. They seemed so happy together, and Marcus realized he hadn't seen Polly smile so brightly in a long time.

At that point, he also realized he'd ignored his mother for way too long, so he began visiting Polly every weekend from then on. In the process, he eventually became close to Lydia and her kids. And one day, he proposed to Lydia, and she happily accepted.

In no time, Daisy and Corey found a father in Marcus who loved them like his own. They were also delighted to have a grandmother who could bake them delicious cookies. Thanks to their encounter on the beach, Polly today has a beautiful family, and she is no longer alone.

What can we learn from this story?

• People don't come into your life by chance. Polly was alone and felt unloved until Lydia and her children came into her life. They were meant to be together.
• Make sure you check on your loved ones regularly. When Marcus saw Polly happy with Lydia and her children, he realized he had ignored her for way too long. He made amends for it and began visiting Polly often.

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