A Child’s Gift: A Picture, A Moment of Kindness

When my daughter Bokei returned from Taiwan, she brought back thoughtful gifts for the two little kids next door—a globe-shaped pencil sharpener for the boy and a mini crane that could "sharpen pencils" for the girl.

The kids were thrilled. They held their new treasures tightly, beaming with excitement and chanting, “Bokei gave it to us! She brought it from Taiwan!”

I smiled at their mom and said, “When we first moved into this house, my kids were that little too.” A wave of warmth washed over me—it was one of those quiet realizations that the years had gently slipped by.

Just then, the little girl ran back into the room holding a large box. Her eyes sparkled as she handed it to me. “Ms. Jun, this is a gift for you!”

Surprised, I took the box and opened it. Inside was a drawing she had made herself. It was of me—and my dog Pichu, who had passed away not long ago.

I was speechless. My heart tightened, and my eyes welled up.

She had always adored Pichu. Often, she would wait patiently in the yard, gently asking, “Ms. Jun, can I pet Pichu?” or shyly adding, “Can I give him a hug?” Her love for that fluffy little dog was pure and sweet.

When Pichu passed away so suddenly, our family was heartbroken. What I didn’t know—until her mom told me later—was that these two young neighbors had been quietly praying for Pichu ever since. They never said a word, just carried that feeling in their small hearts, and finally expressed it in this picture.

At that moment, I realized: this drawing wasn’t just a gift. It was a tender remembrance, a comfort offered from the innocent heart of a child. It bridged ages and experiences, and carried with it a kind of warmth that the world could always use more of.

Yes, we grow older. The world keeps changing. We experience loss. But sometimes, there are moments—like this one—that stay with us, gentle and bright.

This picture? I will cherish it forever.