The grief from losing a child is the very worst we lost our first grandchild like this ,it took us a long time to get over . To this day I think our dil has never fully been able to get past this , her grief was so great it devastated her . I still think of the child we never had , I believe all families who suffer this kind of loss should be offered grief counselling for as long as needed as a right or it can ruin the rest of a life
10 Moments That Show Wisdom, Kindness and Compassion Are the Heart of Happiness in 2026

Research has confirmed that compassion, generosity, and kindness toward others are directly linked to higher life satisfaction, greater joy, and a deeper sense of meaning across every age, gender, and corner of the world. The World Happiness Report went further, finding that simply expecting kindness from the people around you is one of the strongest predictors of happiness on earth: stronger than wealth, stronger than status, stronger than almost anything else researchers measured.
These 10 stories of human empathy, unexpected compassion, and quiet generosity are living proof of exactly that, told not in data points but in the ordinary moments where kindness showed up and changed everything.
- My husband missed my stillborn delivery. He said he was stuck in traffic. I never fully believed him, but I buried it the way you bury things that are too painful to dig up. The only thing I had placed in my baby’s coffin was a small bracelet I had bought the week before she was born because I had nothing else to give her.
Last week I was in a park and I saw a man sitting on a bench holding a girl of about eleven and she was wearing the exact bracelet, the exact one, same color, same small clasp, same everything. I stood up, walked over and said, “What! Excuse me, where did you get that bracelet?” My voice was shaking.
He said it had belonged to the girl’s mother, who had passed two years ago, and that his daughter wore it to feel close to her. I asked where her mother had gotten it. He named a small shop two streets from the hospital. I knew it immediately because that was exactly where I had bought mine.
I told him that and he went very still. He asked which hospital. I told him. He asked me the date. When I told him, he put his hand over his mouth. His wife had also lost a baby there, he said, just one floor up, three days before my daughter was born.
She had gone back to that shop afterward because she couldn’t stop going back. She had bought two of the same bracelet, one to bury with her son and one to keep. He didn’t know exactly why. He said she never fully explained it. She had just told him she needed there to be two.
I sat down on that bench and could not speak for a long time. I spent years thinking I was the only person in that shop that week buying something small and desperate to give to a baby who would never come home. It turned out someone else had stood at the same counter, in the same grief, and bought two, as if she already somehow knew.
Sorry for your loss, may the good Lord gives you the strength to bear the loss.
I definitely thought this was going to be about your husband... Of course if they sell the bracelet more than one person will buy it for their children. I know so many people that have had horrible birth experiences and miscarriages. I'm sorry for your loss and it's super weird your husband was stuck in traffic for that many hours but focus on healing not outside people.
Wow everyones grief is different we lost our little girl stillborn i watched the birth which was painful my wife says all this for nothing i broke down it hurts still she would have been 32 so getting over it si personal
I am sending you so much positive energy!!!
I'm sorry for your loss. I can sympathize with you and your wife. It's very hard losing your baby. I miscarried in my second term. Sending you good wishes and blessings to you and your wife.
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Just out of curiosity - why are you making such a big deal? I know your kid died, but thats not the end of the world. Marry again and get pregnant again. That's it
Shame on you. Don't minimize someone's grief at losing a child. Don't be a monster.
Be nice, Katy. We don't know how the mother feels. Grief has no expiration date.
You can't replace one child with another. I lost one at birth and one when she was thirty six, and I still grieve deeply for both. It doesn't control my life, but I still grieve. I'll pray for you that you find humility and compassion, before someone you cherish passes and no one cares....
If you have nothing nice to say then don't say anything at all.
Katy, let me take a wild guess, you’re single and can’t have children.
You must be young and very inexperienced. Or just a callous a hole . Hard for us to know . Note to self; if you don’t understand, don’t say anything. It’s better to keep quiet and hide your ignorance than to open your mouth and remove all doubt
No one can ever get over a death ESPECIALLY A CHILD and its not thtat easy.
WHEN YOU LOSE AN ARM OR A LEG YOU DON'T JUST GROW THEM BACK. YOU ARE ALWAYS REMINDED OF IT, EVERY SINGLE DAY. IT IS MUCH WORSE WHEN YOU LOSE A CHILD. I PRAY YOU NEVER HAVE ANYONE DISCOUNT YOUR LOSS OF SOMETHING THAT WAS EVERYTHING TO YOU. I HOPE THAT YOU DON'T, AND NEVER WILL, HAVE CHILDREN. YOU WOULD RUIN THEM, WITH YOUR ATTITUDE.
well said 👏🏻
Wow. Really? Heartless much? The grief of losing a child never goes away. A parent carries that pain for the rest of their life. If you have no empathy and compassion you shouldn’t be commenting at all. Obviously your parents never taught you that if you can’t say something nice and supportive don’t say anything at all. Shame on you.
you have no idea the grief of losing your child can do,
what you're saying is so insensitive,
you're unbelievable
Omg! What a horrible, callous comment. For some people, it really is the end of their world. I hope you develop some compassion & understanding of the level of grief when someone looses a child.
In a healthy marriage it would be infinity worse for the father and all around if he was actually stuck in traffic. Some times we gotta let go of stuff to move on. Only the individual can choose how, who and when. Sorry for your loss. Grief is love sorting how to go.
Of what signifiicance is calling your husband a liar in this story? Sorry for your loss but wow... please try to heal...
When a person asks a question the person who asks the question might not understand the answer.
She has a right to her feelings, how can you question how or why she felt that way?
The point most likely being how alone she was in that moment.
She knows… that’s not the point of the story .. critical thinking skills ? The world can see how a convicted felon got elected twice.
SHE IS STATING HER FRAME OF MIND, AT THE TIME. HER STORY, SHE GETS TO TELL IT, HER WAY.
You deserve to be slapped across the face (repeatedly), for your utterly disgusting comment.
SHAME ON YOU! 🤬🤬🤬
You can't fix stupid even by attempting to beat it out!
I have never been married or had kids. But have always wanted to meet someone and fall deeply in love and would love to be a father to have a boy and girl. So I really feel for the mother who had the still born baby. Whether the husband was really stuck in traffic or not is not worth debating. But Anita your comment was both cruel in insensitive. Where is your compassion and empathy.
You obviously have issues...try a therapist and not say selfish things that hurt people.
Im sorry anita but it does hurt a lot.
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Whats done is done. You lost your baby. Now its time to find another husband and move on.
what a horrible thing to say, Susan. Are you really that unhappy?
I am happier than most of you, Tom. Thanks for asking.
WELL IF YOU ARE HAPPY, NO ONE CAN TELL BY YOUR COMMENTS.
She's likely an unhappy troll, just trying to cause others pain
For some reason she comes on here and makes cruel comments so strangers pay attention to her. She has issues.
Unfortunately there are plenty of people like her. We need to brighten and enlighten these people with positivity...maybe some will take the initiative to change.
THERE ARE SEVERAL THAT I PRAY FOR DAILY. I DON'T KNOW IF IT HELPS THEM, BUT IT KEEPS ME FROM HAVING A STROKE FROM ANGER OVER THE VILE, NASTY, HEARTLESS, IGNORANT COMMENTS THEY SPEW. I KNOW THAT I MYSELF HAVE NOT ALWAYS BEEN KIND, BUT I HAVE NEVER TOLD SOMEONE THAT THEIR PAIN, OR SENSE OF LOSS DOESN'T MATTER.
Maybe she is just sad or angry about something and just expresses her feelings through here, but it is not nice to make those types of comments
THAT IS STILL NO EXCUSE TO HEAP HER ABUSIVE RETORTS ON THOSE OF US WHO TRY TO UNDERSTAND, AND EMPATHIZE, WITH THE OPs. I MIGHT BE A SMARMIND BUT I HAVE NEVER SUGGESTED THE THINGS SOME OF THESE "COMMENTERS" DO.
Too bad you werent stillborn. The world wouldn't be missing much
AS HORRIBLE AS SUSAN M. IS, WISHING THAT ON SOMEONE JUST BRINGS YOU DOWN TO THEIR LEVEL. I KNOW THAT YOU ARE BETTER THAN THAT. SHE HAS TO LIVE WITH HERSELF, AND THAT IS PUNISHMENT ENOUGH 😣
We get it . There are so many reasons to be in pain these days. Vapid, uninformed, ignorant people have made our circumstances so much worse: we are stuck with poor decisions that have destabilized the entire world. It doesn’t take much for someone to just want to blow off steam.
OH, ABSOLUTELY. I KNOW MYSELF AND I COULD EASILY SUGGEST SOME TERRIBLE THINGS FOR THESE "UNINFORMED" IDIOTS TO DO. I JUST KNOW THAT "BE CAREFUL WHAT YOU WISH FOR" IS A KARMIC KICK IN THE ASH.
😂oh no you DI’INT 🤣
You probably are! Having the emotional depth and life experience of a goldfish !🤡🤡🤡🥳🤪
You maybe happy but you're still a fool.
Hey you can be mean, have you been in that situation? Even if you did its not right to judge.
She never said she divorced him. She just said she never fully believed him.
What an ugly human being you must be to make a comment like this to another woman.
You’re disgusting.
I'll pray for you Susan that you find peace within yourself.
Try not to pray for idiots. Pray for those that deserve your thoughts.
Everyone deserves prayers
Troll
I pray to Christ that you learn how to love and be kind to others.
I’m so sorry for your loss 😞 grief is never really cured
Heartbreaking
That has to be very painful and shocking for the truth to finally come out. Best wishes
I remember how shocked I was reading this story from one of our readers. For everyone wondering, yes, she is doing better now.
What do you think about this situation?
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I can only imagine what you are going through
That’s very painful💔
Well, i think the baby wasn't his and he couldn't stand in that room and pretend. That's why he wasn't there. And that's why you never pushed for the truth
WELL AREN'T YOU A HAPPY CAMPER? DON'T PROJECT YOUR MISERY ON SOMEONE WHO HAS ALREADY BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH.
No Cheryl. I think we should leave grief behind ASAP
LEAVING GRIEF BEHIND TOO QUICKLY, CAN CAUSE MORE DAMAGE THAN DEALING WITH IT. WHEN YOU DON'T GO THROUGH IT, AND PRETEND EVERYTHING IS OK, IT CAN SNEAK UP ON YOU, AT VERY INOPPORTUNE TIMES. JUST SPEAKING FROM PERSONAL EXPERIENCE. PEOPLE NEED TO BE ABLE TO GET THROUGH THEIR FEELINGS. YOUR STATEMENT ABOUT " YOUR BABY IS DEAD, SO WHAT" TELLS ME YOU HAVE NEVER GRIEVED ANYTHING. OR YOU HAVE NEVER PROCESSED IT, PROPERLY. I HOPE YOU NEVER NEED TO.
Stop entertaining these sorry excuses of women. They are disgusting and don't really mean what they are saying. They are just trying to upset you, don't let them
I WILL TRY TO REMEMBER THAT. THANK YOU 👍
Grief is eternal. Yes, we can try to ignore it but accepting it can hurt but can also bring beautiful things such as peace, growth, insights. Grief can teach us many things but it is also our way of expressing love and compassion. Without grief, how would you have empathy and compassion?
well said Katy
You're just a pitiful excuse of a human being. I really hope you're never blessed with children because they would have a pretty sad view of humanity and how to be a good person. You're miserable and you want everyone else to be miserable. You have never experienced unconditional love and my heart hurts for you. God bless Katy, I hope you find happiness!
amen
- My son was terrified of water at 7 and I had tried everything. One afternoon at the public pool a retired swimming teacher who was doing his own laps stopped and watched my son standing frozen at the steps for a long time. He got out, sat down at the edge of the pool a few feet away, and just put his feet in the water and said nothing.
After about ten minutes my son sat down next to him and put his feet in too. The man said, “cold isn’t it” and my son said yes and they sat there for a while just talking about nothing. By the end of that session my son was in the water up to his waist.
The man came back the following two Sundays and did the same thing. He never gave a formal lesson. He just sat at the edge of the water until my son decided it was safe.
My son swam his first full length four weeks later. Wisdom that summer looked like a retired man who understood that fear needs company before it needs instruction.
- When my grandmother passed, we discovered she had been quietly growing specific things in her garden for specific people for years without telling anyone.
There was a section of herbs she had started after a conversation with my cousin about wanting to cook more. A row of a particular tomato variety her neighbor had mentioned preferring once in passing. A corner dedicated entirely to flowers in my mother’s favorite color.
She was tending a garden that was essentially a map of everyone she loved, grown from single throwaway comments she had stored and acted on in the soil. That spring, after she passed, we all came back and tended our sections ourselves.
None of us had planned it. We all just showed up on the same Saturday morning and started weeding in silence and somewhere in that garden we felt her completely.
She listened and spent her time tending to things her family loves, noticing everything, hope you loved your grandma a lot before she passed, i just wish to hold mine again.😭
- My daughter’s primary school teacher did something on the last day of every school year that I only found out about when my daughter was in her thirties and mentioned it at a family dinner.
On the last day of term this teacher gave every child in her class a sealed envelope to take home. Inside was a letter she had written specifically to each child describing one particular moment that year when she had watched them do something that had genuinely moved her, something kind or brave or quietly remarkable that had happened in an ordinary school day.
My daughter said every kid she knew who had been through that class kept those letters. I went looking for hers and found it in a box I had not opened in twenty years.
She wrote about a Tuesday in February when my daughter had noticed a new girl sitting alone and had gone and sat with her without being asked and had come back at the end of lunch and told the teacher quietly that the new girl was sad and could she do something.
My daughter had no memory of it. Her teacher had kept it for seven months and then sent it home in a sealed envelope so we would know.
I did similar things whilst teaching. I was in Kendal rise primary school which everyone saw as a difficult school. Even the local secondary school refused to have them. I worked hard with them, got them accepted in the secondary school and gave them all a present. It was an inspirational book by Mrr T. A mum came in, told me she saw the book and at first was angry cos she hated this nasty ban. But she opened the book and enjoyed reading it. She wanted copies for other children.
Has a moment of unexpected kindness or compassion changed the way you are moving through this year? Tell us in the comments.
Yes, my friend let me join a outing ive always wanted to do and told her friends, good thing were close
- My father called me every Sunday at 11am for twenty three years without a single exception. I was not always a good daughter about it. There were Sundays I let it ring. Sundays I kept it short. Sundays I was distracted and half present and he was gracious about it anyway.
When he passed, the first Sunday afterward, I sat by my phone at 11am without fully realizing I had done it until I was already there. Then the Sunday after that. Then the one after that.
I still sit near my phone at 11am on Sundays. I do not know when I will stop. I am not sure I want to. It is the closest thing I have left to hearing it ring and his voice on the other end saying nothing much and meaning everything.
You should dial his number and listen to his voicemail instead. If he has a voicenote on it......don't forget to record it.
- A woman I had worked with years earlier reached out to me this past spring to apologize for something that had happened between us professionally almost a decade ago. She was in a position of power at the time and made a decision that has affected my career in ways she may not have fully understood then but clearly understood now.
Her message was long and specific and she did not ask for anything in return, not forgiveness, not a response, not the relief of knowing she had been absolved. She just said she had been thinking about it for years and had decided that the kindest thing she could do with that weight was put it down properly and let me know.
I replied and told her it had mattered less than she feared and more than she knew and that I appreciated her sending it. We have had coffee twice since.
Something that had been a small bruise for a decade quietly healed in a single message sent on a spring afternoon by someone who had decided accountability was more important than comfort.
- After my divorce I moved into a small flat alone and the silence in the evenings was its own particular kind of hard. My neighbor had a dog, a large ridiculous golden retriever named Bernard, and somehow Bernard had decided early on that my door was worth sitting outside.
My neighbor started knocking every few evenings to ask if I wanted to take him for a walk, always casual, always framed as doing her a favor because she was tired or busy or her knee was bad.
I walked Bernard almost every evening that first summer. We covered the same streets in every kind of evening light, and Bernard was terrible on a lead and enthusiastic about everything and completely indifferent to my sadness in the way that dogs are, which was exactly what I needed.
My neighbor’s knee recovered surprisingly quickly once I seemed to be doing better. I only noticed that later.
- My aunt traveled her entire adult life and sent a postcard from every single place she visited to every member of the family. Not a group postcard, individual ones, each written differently, each with something specific to the person she was writing to. She sent them for forty years.
When she passed, we discovered she had kept a handwritten log of every postcard she had ever sent, the date, the place, the person, and one line about why she had chosen to write what she wrote to that specific person from that specific place.
The log was four notebooks long. She had been that deliberate and that attentive about staying connected to the people she loved for four decades and had kept a record of every single act of it.
My last postcard from her arrived three days after she passed, sent from a trip she had taken the month before, and it said, “Thinking of you from here, as always, from everywhere.”
Even from heaven

- My son played in a youth football league, and his team was not good, and the season had been long and difficult and by the final weekend most of the parents were ready for it to be over.
The morning of the last game the coach sent a message to the parents group that said he needed everyone there if possible because he wanted to do something. We all came.
Before the game he sat the boys down and read out, one by one, something specific and genuine he had observed about each player over the season, not about their football ability but about their character, their effort, their kindness to each other, their response to losing with dignity.
Some of those boys had never been told anything specific and true about themselves by an adult outside their family. You could see it landing on their faces one by one. They lost that final game. Nobody cared.
They walked off that pitch differently than they had walked onto any other one all season and it was entirely because one adult had decided to spend a Thursday evening writing down what he had actually noticed about children and then said it out loud in front of everyone.
- My son was six and completely falling apart at the park, overtired and overwhelmed, and I was crouched beside him on the ground trying to help while people walked past doing that thing where they look and then look away.
A boy of about nine had been waiting for the same swing and I braced myself. He sat down on the grass next to us and started picking at the grass quietly. After a few minutes my son looked at him sideways the way kids do when they are deciding something.
The boy looked back and said, “Do you want to go on the swings together when you’re ready?” My son wiped his face and said okay. They swung side by side for twenty minutes talking about something I could not hear.
I stood there thinking about how that boy had never once made us feel like a problem to be managed or a scene to be avoided. He just wanted someone to go on the swings with. Sometimes the kindest thing a person can do is want your company anyway.
Before children grow up to be adults they are sensitive caring kind children when needed and he knew your son needed
Which of these moments of kindness and wisdom do you want to carry into the rest of 2026? Share it below and tell us why.
Tell a trusted friend or family member what is happening. Do not keep it a secret out of shame, as you will need emotional support.
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Iina world of violence its something good reading these stories of empathy
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