Every day, the parents visited their son at his cemetery. However, they were astounded when they spotted something odd close to the gravestone one day.
When the mother and father visited their son’s burial, they observed something strange: in contrast to the other graves, the grass there was remarkably green. They initially believed it to be a real miracle.
They couldn’t comprehend how it was possible, but their hearts were filled with optimism. They came here day after day, marveled at the vivid greenery that seemed to come alive in the sunlight, said their goodbyes in hushed tones, and departed.
Still, they made the decision to investigate why the grass only sprouted on their son’s grave and not the others.
After pondering all night, the father visited the cemetery in the morning to discover the secret.
He was the first to arrive and was greeted by the ignorant cemetery guard. He then circled all the other graves, but to no avail—the grass on the other graves did not sprout.
As his thoughts deepened, he wandered in contemplation in the direction of his son’s grave.
He meticulously inspected every gravestone en route, but to no avail. He saw something odd from a distance as he got closer to his son’s grave.
As he got closer, he realized the reality and was stunned, frozen in place, unable to believe what he was seeing.
As he got closer, he saw the reality: someone was meticulously caring for the grave each day, fertilizing the grass and watering the soil to keep it looking so lush and healthy.
The parents started crying; it wasn’t a coincidence; rather, it was the silent, everyday caring of a stranger who wished to preserve their child’s memory.
As they started questioning this stranger, they discovered that he was one of their son’s best pals, who was not well known.
He visited his friend’s grave every day, cleaned it, gave it some attention, and then departed. The parents came to the realization that people who are willing to share a part of themselves with others can occasionally work true miracles
