Christmas,Chaos,This,Way,For,E DIY Christmas Chaos: Is It This Way For Everyone?
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It was a Christmas lesson I will never forget.My kids were 5 and 6 years old and I was in the midst of my super woman days. I made all of my Christmas cards, decorated packages with glitter andbows, baked batches of Christmas cookies and volunteered to help withthe schools Holiday Pageant.Not being able to say no to anybody, I volunteered to collectdonated food from the bowling league I belonged to. Havingprocrastinated a bit, it was now Monday of Christmas week and I wasscrambling to find a place to donate the food.Why, I dont know, but every food pantry I called was closed or notaccepting donations. I was exhausted and frustrated. Plus I was angryat my self for putting this off to the last minute and felt responsibleto the group to get this food to needy people before Christmas.After 10 phone calls, I finally found a connection to a Hmong familyliving in a depressed area of my city. Still clinging to the desire toteach my kids the true meaning of Christmas, I asked them to look intheir rooms for a couple of books or outgrown toys to add to the foodfor this family of 12 I had found.My kids brought me a handful of broken crayons.Fiercely protective of their belongings, they were unable tounderstand the request. But these are MY toys; I dont want to givethem away.Becoming more frustrated by the moment, I was becoming harsh withthe kids and then of course was feeling guilty for being such a grouch.I piled us all into the car, loaded all the food and off we went.While on the way, my daughter asked where we were going and I triedto explain about the part of the city the family lived in and whythings were tough for them. In the midst of my explanation, I mentionedthat they lived on 34th street.Oh she gasped with wonder, Our own Miracle on 34th Street.My mood instantly melted as my heart registered with the truth of her observation. We weremaking a miracle, procrastination, broken crayons and all. The realmeaning of Christmas WAS there .in spite of all my plans andexplanations.As we carried bag after bag of groceries into the house, thegratitude on the face of the pregnant mother of the brood wasunmistakable. Understanding not a word of English, she kept thanking usover and over in her native language.I wish you your own Miracle on 34th Street experience this year. Ihope you are surprised by the wonder of the season in a totallyunexpected way. Take time to look into someones eyes and let them knowyou care. Surprise someone with a handwritten note of thanks. Leave anextra large tip for the people that serve you.Do Christmas different this year. You will love how you feel.
Christmas,Chaos,This,Way,For,E