A father put his 4-year-old son to bed, told him a story, and listened to his prayers, which he ended by saying: “God bless Mommy, God bless Daddy, God bless Grandma, and good-bye Grandpa.”
The father asked, “Why did you say good-bye to Grandpa?”
The little boy replied, “I don’t know daddy, it just seemed like the right thing to do.”
The next day, Grandpa died. The father thought it was a strange coincidence indeed.
A few months later the father put the boy to bed and listened to his prayers, which went like this: “God bless Mommy, God Bless Daddy, and good-bye Grandma.”
The next day the grandmother died. “Oh my gosh,” thought the father, “my sweet little boy is in contact with the other side.”
Several months later when the boy was going to bed, the father heard his son say: “God bless Mommy, and good-bye Daddy.”
The father practically went into shock. He couldn’t sleep all night and got up at the crack of dawn to go to work. He took the bus so he wouldn’t get in a car accident. He was nervous as a cat all day, had lunch, and watched the clock as the hours slowly ticked away. He figured if he could get by until midnight, then he would be okay. He felt safe in the office, so instead of going home at the end of the work day, he remained at work, drinking coffee, looking at his watch, and jumping at every sound.
Finally midnight arrived, he breathed a sigh of relief to still be alive, and took a taxi home.
When he arrived at home, his wife said, “I’ve never seen you work so late. What’s the matter?”
He said, “I don’t want to talk about it. I just had one of the worst days of my life. But thankfully it’s over.”
So his wife replied, “You think you’ve had a bad day! You’ll never believe what happened to me. This morning, my tennis coach dropped dead right in the middle of my lesson!”
