I try my best to be a giving soul. Whether it be supporting my friends or to other people with gifts. I love the fact that you can give to someone and make them feel special. I do not always have the type of monetary expense for high priced things, but it doesn't matter. If you give something to someone it's from your heart and that truly is all that matters. The last two years I have organized the Christmas functions at my office. Last year after much thought whether to have a function at the office where we exchange gifts, I decided that even though I bitch and moan about my lack of salary in most cases we all do, I felt it was necessary to give back. After speaking to one of the girls in the office about my idea of the Angel Tree, she shared with me the joys of actually working for the organization; how it worked and it was a dunzo deal.
Last year, we gave to a lucky boy and girl the ages of six. This year it was the ages of seven. Researching which children to pick is heart breaking and you wouldn't believe how many children all over just your own state may not even get a Christmas present. The one thing that broke my heart is reading about how some of these children just wanted blankets for their beds. I wept. Here I set in my home with all my troubles that surround me, yet it seems so trivial to the outside world. Yes, I am still probably going to continue to be all funkified until I go through my stages of why, what for and how come? Yet, I think about it and these children do the same only in a different way. We believe in a tradition that if you are good Santa will come. These children believe it and yet may not receive it and then they wonder what did I do? To think that some of these children just wished for warmth like a coat or a blanket. Identified only by ID numbers and a first name. I can't imagine. Can you?
So, with all my heart I am not only pleased to organize such a simple task, but my co-workers helped and this year, we sent a box full of toys, coloring books, crayons, note pads, clothes and yes, coats for each child. I have a son. I know that I will always go without whether it be food, clothing or fun to see him provided for and the one lesson I teach him is that there are children his age that don't have what he has, so he is never to judge and to always share. That was proven this year when a child in his class didn't have money to buy a book at the book fair and The Kid spent his money to do so. I am most proud of that.
Santa will come this year for Janee and Corey. I only wish I could see their faces as they open their gifts. I only wish that their days become easier. I only wish that they to grow up and become Angel Tree donors and give back to an organization that helped them. I only wish them love and peace in their hearts. I only wish that their past doesn't dictate their future and they grow into beautiful adults. I only wish they be children with no worries just laughter. My wish is to always feel that all of us keep giving in some way. As a blogging community, we offer giveaways, free stuff and we sign up and take our chances at winning. How about reverse that and if you win give your gifts to someone who may need them. A struggling mother who may need a beautiful necklace for a job interview. A gift card to a deserving family who many need food on their tables or buy their own children just the necessities such as school supplies or pajamas. While I am not the most famous blogger on the internet but this is why I have a hard time participating in these things because I feel I am not worthy when I know there are other people that probably deserve it more than myself. I know all you bloggers out there just went, Dusty is twacked! It's free stuff dude! But it's true and I have said it to more than one of my blogging friends.
Thank you to my co-workers for participating. Thank you to the Salvation Army Angel Tree Organization and thank you to these two awesome children. You have no idea who we are, but we wish you a Merry Christmas.
and yes the damn tree is leaning
Happy Tuesday, make someone's day would ya for me!