Sunday, December 25, 2011

My Annual Christmas Story

Back in 2008, on Christmas day matter of fact, I posted this story about my daughter. Every year since then I have re-posted the story to share how a child can truly indeed understand the true spirit of Christmas.



When my daughter turned 8 years old she had gotten birthday money from relatives, she had a total of about $40. We went to Wal-Mart so she could spend her birthday money. I had decided we would go to McDonalds to get a bite to eat first. There was an Angel Tree in front of the McDonalds there in Walmart.

My daughter asked what it was and I explained to her that it was for children whose parents couldn't afford to buy them Christmas gifts. I told her let's go eat and she continued to look at the names on the tree.

She grabbed my hand and said "Mom look, this little girl only wants some clothes and a barbie doll". I think she thought it impossible that a child would want mostly clothes.

I looked and noticed the only toy on there was a Barbie, I think the child's age was about 5.

My daughter looked up at me with pleading eyes and said "Moma would it be okay if I spent my birthday money on this angel?"

I couldn't speak as a piercing warmth shot through my heart. I was fighting tears, as I am now remembering this moment. My daughter and said "I won't Moma if you are gonna be upset". I told her "hang on a minute" while I continued to fight back the tears and choked to find the words I wanted to say. I knew I would just bust out crying if I said much more. After a few moments and a couple of deep breaths I composed myself I told her "baby if you want to spend your birthday money on this little angel then I will match you dollar for dollar".

We went to eat and my daughter kept looking over the list of items from the angel she had pulled off the tree. After we got done she was so excited to go and buy for this little girl. I did as I promised and matched dollar for dollar, plus another $20 because daughter thought the little girl needed some things to go with her barbie doll that she picked out for the little girl. My daughter even said "you don't have to buy me anymore gifts Mom, just spend it on her. Santa will bring me stuff anyway".

We got the shopping done and took it to Customer Service where my daughter informed the lady to "make sure it is wrapped pretty". My daughter spent every last dime of her birthday money that day on someone else.

I can honestly say that on that day I had never been more proud of my child and still am to this day for her unselfish act of giving up her birthday money to make sure some little girl got her Christmas wishes.


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9 comments:

  1. What a sweet story! You have raised an amazing daughter Okie!!! (sniff sniff)

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  2. What a wonderful story of the true meaning of Christmas!!

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  3. You deserve to be very proud, you've done a great job with your daughter, and in turn, she'll do great things.

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  4. Every year this brings tears to my eyes. You raised her well : ).

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  5. I love this story! Merry Christmas!

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  6. Don't you love it when your child does something that amazes you???

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  7. Beautiful child and mom too. Of course, I had to shed some tears. Thanks for sharing with us. Hug your daughter for me..

    hugs to both of you,
    bobbi

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  8. What a sweet girl !!!
    Anna

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  9. This story warms my heart every year! :)

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