About this time of year I look for a couple Christmas stories to read.  I read them with a tongue in cheek attitude—how sweet but this is fiction! This year’s selection was Richard Paul Evans’ Finding Noel. Not to spoil the story, but people down on their luck still help others and good things happen.

A day after finishing this lovely novel, I’m at the grocery store with a friend picking up all sorts of baking and entertaining supplies for the season including iced cookies (polar bears and snowmen) to take to have a little tea for friends at an assisted living facility.  I did find a fruitcake but there was only one choice in a large grocery store. What is the world coming to!

As we were checking out, the lady with a young child ahead of us was taking things out of her cart because there wasn’t enough money on her food stamp card to get everything. The sighted friend I was shopping with eyeballed the situation and silently passed the checker enough money to make up the difference.  The child came back, hugged my friend’s knee (as high as they could reach) and said “thank you”.  I reimbursed my friend for half; I didn’t want to miss out on the joy of giving and off we went to drink eggnog and solve the world’s problems with a good chat.

Other signs of the season I witnessed this week:

  • A neighbor shoveled my walks and driveway expecting nothing in return
  • A book club member who doesn’t drive in the dark anymore was offered rides
  • The dentist’s office agreed to email me a reminder instead of handing me a card I can’t read (without trying to say HIPA prevents it like the medical clinics say)
  • At a donation site for toys for local kids in need a mom brought toys her ten year-old had picked out for kids that had less instead of getting presents herself. She did say that the three year-old brother had decided differently.

Maybe those sweet Christmas novels are true in that they make you notice the good stuff that is going on all around us. At least it worked for me this week.