Calvin prefers names of middle school boys. Having taught that age group, he knows how they are often forgotten in favor of the younger children. I prefer the smaller kiddies. So, we chose a variety of ages as we pluck names from the Angel Tree.
Choosing toys, clothes and sneakers for children is such a joyous event. Imagining their expressions as they open the packages bouys one's heart. As I chose items, gone were the worries about the economy, the quality of schools, the wars, crime levels and medical costs.
When one provides a measure of happiness for a child, a triple measure warms the giver's heart. This afternoon I carried gifts to the mall to place next to the Angel Tree.
Really, what do I need? I have Calvin and three healthy, productive grown children plus a very special step-son. My life is enriched by their spouses. And I am beyond blessed with my beautiful/handsome, intelligent, talented grandchildren (chest puffs out with pride here). I have friends I dearly love. My closet is overflowing as is my jewelry box. Our bookshelves are crammed with books. And, wonder of wonders, (big grin here) I have a book contract. What could I possibly ask for? Yet, for me, Christmas came early.