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When Patrick John and Patricia Hughes found out they were expecting a baby, they were ecstatic and couldn’t wait to start their family. Patrick John looked forward to going fishing, playing catch in the yard and going on many father-son adventures together. But his hopes and dreams were quickly dashed when their son was born without eyes. 

Baby Patrick Henry was born without eyes and with a condition that meant his ligaments couldn’t stretch to allow his arms and legs to straighten. Patrick grew up using a wheelchair and was fitted with artificial eyes.

But while Patrick was limited to what he could do by his bodily limitations, they would come to discover that he was incredibly gifted in other ways. Patrick was incredibly talented in music. From as early as 1-years-old Patrick proved his musical skills at the family piano.

His mom would prop him up on the piano stool and bash out a tune on the piano keys. Baby Patrick would replicate the sound perfectly, figuring out where the keys were himself. It’s safe to say that Patrick Hughes was a musical prodigy.

It wasn’t long before Patrick could play tunes such as ‘Twinkle twinkle little star’ and ‘You are my sunshine’. Patrick would even take song requests at 2-years-old.

I was ecstatic. We weren’t going to play baseball, but we’re going to play music together.

As Patrick Hughes has grown up, he has proved to everyone how his disability will never hold him back. He plays the piano and the trumpet at public and school performances, and with the help of his dad, he even joined the marching band at the University of Louisville. Patrick says that he doesn’t have disabilities; he has abilities.

God made me blind and unable to walk. Big deal. He gave me the musical gifts I have and the great opportunity to meet new people.

The father and son duo have continued to prove throughout their life together that they won’t let anything hold them back. Their bond is clearly so strong.

Watch the video below to see Patrick Hughes’ amazing story. If you were touched by this incredibly inspirational story, feel free to leave your thoughts in the comments below. Share the story with the world to spread awareness that you are not defined by your disabilities. Anything is possible. 🐝

Everyone in the apartment complex I lived in knew who Ugly was. Ugly was the resident tomcat.

Ugly loved three things in this world: fighting, eating garbage, and shall we say, love. The combination of these things combined with a life spent outside had their effect on Ugly. 

To start with, he had only one eye, and where the other should have been was a gaping hole. He was also missing his ear on the same side, his left foot has appeared to have been badly broken at one time, and had healed at an unnatural angle, making him look like he was always turning the corner. His tail has long since been lost, leaving only the smallest stub, which he would constantly jerk and twitch. Ugly would have been a dark gray tabby striped-type, except for the sores covering his head, neck, even his shoulders with thick, yellowing scabs.

Every time someone saw Ugly there was the same reaction. “That’s one UGLY cat!!” All the children were warned not to touch him, the adults threw rocks at him, hosed him down, squirted him when he tried to come in their homes, or shut his paws in the door when he would not leave.

Ugly always had the same reaction. If you turned the hose on him, he would stand there, getting soaked until you gave up and quit. If you threw things at him, he would curl his lanky body around feet in forgiveness. Whenever he spied children, he would come running meowing frantically and bump his head against their hands, begging for their love. If you ever picked him up he would immediately begin suckling on your shirt, earrings, whatever he could find.

One day Ugly shared his love with the neighbors huskies. They did not respond kindly, and Ugly was badly mauled. From my apartment I could hear his screams, and I tried to rush to his aid. By the time I got to where he was laying, it was apparent Ugly’s sad life was almost at an end.

Ugly lay in a wet circle, his back legs and lower back twisted grossly out of shape, a gaping tear in the white strip of fur that ran down his front. As I picked him up and tried to carry him home I could hear him wheezing and gasping, and could feel him struggling. I must be hurting him terribly I thought.

Then I felt a familiar tugging, sucking sensation on my ear – Ugly, in so much pain, suffering and obviously dying was trying to suckle my ear. I pulled him closer to me, and he bumped the palm of my hand with his head, then he turned his one golden eye towards me, and I could hear the distinct sound of purring. Even in the greatest pain, that ugly battled-scarred cat was asking only for a little affection, perhaps some compassion.

At that moment I thought Ugly was the most beautiful, loving creature I had ever seen. Never once did he try to bite or scratch me, or even try to get away from me, or struggle in any way. Ugly just looked up at me completely trusting in me to relieve his pain.

Ugly died in my arms before I could get inside, but I sat and held him for a long time afterwards, thinking about how one scarred, deformed little stray could so alter my opinion about what it means to have true pureness of spirit, to love so totally and truly. Ugly taught me more about giving and compassion than a thousand books, lectures, or talk show specials ever could, and for that I will always be thankful. He had been scarred on the outside, but I was scarred on the inside, and it was time for me to move on and learn to love truly and deeply. To give my total to those I cared for.

Many people want to be richer, more successful, well liked, beautiful, but for me, I will always try to be Ugly.

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A young man asks a homeless man to borrow his bucket, what happens next will burst you into tears!

A German student was walking in the street and noticed a homeless man trying to get some money from the pedestrians.

Unfortunately his technique was not very successful so the student asked him to borrow his bucket.

At first, the homeless man was hesitant but he agreed to… it was the choice to make because what happens next will burst you into tears!

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