Last year a coworker told me about one of her hardest christmases and it always makes me want to cry everytime I think about it.
It was the first Christmas after she had gotten divorced and she was broke broke with 2 children. She had no money for presents or even a christmas tree. On the last day of school before christmas break she went to pick up her children. In the school dumpster was a "charlie brown" sort of christmas tree that had been discarded. She climbed into the dumpster and took the tree home, and she said that that tree was her Christmas Miricle. Just to be able to provide a sad discarded tree so that her kids could have Christmas.
It makes me happy for the things that I have.
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