Mother Is Shocked When She Visits Son’s Grave in the Winter and Sees Its Grass All Green — Story of the Day

A grieving woman who lost her son in the war found more than closure when she visited his grave just after winter to meet it well tended.

Our story began on a fine afternoon in Afghanistan when the clear skies were stained with black smoke emitting from a falling fighter craft.

“Mayday! Mayday! This is Eagle 12417, our engines have been hit and we — ” was all Martin Stewart managed to say after realizing the radio was not working.

He slowly tilted his head to look out at the side of the aircraft that was about to carry him to his death. The ground was rushing up. He tried to jerk the controls once more, but there was no response.

The Eagle — the aircraft he piloted — had been hit by an EMP right out of nowhere. Martin had not seen it coming even though it was not a stretch to assume an enemy would try to take down an electrical plane with an EMP.

“Of course,” he thought sarcastically.

The Eagle had great firepower and speed, but it was defenseless against an EMP. “But how did they know?” Martin wondered as the ground drew even closer.

In the moments before his plane hit the side of a mountain, the brave pilot’s life flashed before his eyes; he saw his happy and sad moments, then he saw his mom. He only had enough time to whisper a goodbye he hoped would somehow reach her before the plane exploded with him in it.

Thelma Stewart was in the middle of slicing up some fruit to make her usual energy puree when a sad feeling suddenly overwhelmed her. She got lost in it, and before she realized it, the sharp edge of the knife bit through her finger, drawing a thin slice of blood.

Thelma quickly stuck it in her mouth and made her way to her room. She did not like how she felt, so she called her son’s phone — just to get...