Finding Christmas

I'm a grinch.  There. I said it.  Now don't get me wrong, I love Christmas. I really do.  I've just had a hard time getting excited about it and FEELING it. I've had to be shown.  Part of it is I just have seen some much negativity.   Christmas is supposed to be a positive thing. Where we remember to love each other, for one short season.  Instead you go shopping and there is pushing and shoving and cursing. I don't think I would want MY birthday celebrated that way. 

Yesterday I went to Golden Corral and found Christmas. I was noisy and people were grabbing food. I was actually almost finished eating.  I went to go get some brussel sprouts and cheese (shush I like them) and I heard a little voice behind me say "it's not our turn yet. We have to wait."  I quickly finished and turned around and saw two small children, a little girl and a little boy.  I stepped away and listened to what happened next.  "Now it's our turn. Come on up" she said patiently.    I returned to my table and watched as she served her little brother up some food and helped him, and protected him through the maze of adults who seemed oblivious to this small miracle.  The little boy said something about wanting candy or desert and she gently placed her arm around him "No we have to eat this first." She guided him and helped him pick out some fruits and veggies. They then disappeared from view, but not from my mind. My heart was touched and I felt Christmas for the first time this year. 

07 December 2010