First off, Happy Hanukkah! It’s the last night of the holiday, and I hope everyone has had a wonderful celebration!
Tonight, I thought I would share a very special memory from when my brother first came to live with us. He came when he was four years old, and he arrived just days before Christmas. Like a special Christmas present.
My neighbor at the time worked in a post office. My parents didn’t know it at the time, but he was sharing our story with lots of people that he talked to throughout the day. A lot of people thought that our story was incredible, and everyone wanted to help.
So one day, my parents went out on our deck and were completely shocked. Our deck was flooded with wrapped presents, all ready to go for Christmas. My parents checked to see who they were all from, wanting to send thank you notes. Every single gift read simply: Love, Santa.
Every time my mom thinks back to that deck full of presents, she gets teary-eyed. It’s incredible how many selfless people came together to help out that Christmas. I’ve never heard of anything else like it. I think that’s about as close to a Christmas miracle as our family has ever seen.
I hope all of you have as special a Christmas as we were able to have that first year, and every year since. If you have a special Christmas (or Hanukkah) memory that you’d like to share, I’d love to hear about it. Remember that you don’t need to put in an email address to comment.
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