I’m going to be perfectly honest, I’m struggling in a way I didn’t see coming, so finding my coping tools currently, for example, I can’t blog when I’m dealing with mind fog, so I watch a show which I’m okay not understanding fully or sleep it off. The reason I wanted to share this with my readers is that I don’t like everyone’s content, and I’m behind on posts I wanted to do. Now that I have said that, here are some uplifting stories I found and thought would be perfect for today.
A mysterious gift
My husband has had dementia for almost a decade. He has virtually no short-term memory. He can no longer read, use a phone, or use a credit card. Six years ago, when the Christmas catalogues came, I saw a tablecloth I wanted, but it was sold out. On Christmas morning, there was an unwrapped box under the tree. Somehow, my husband had found the right catalogue, the right tablecloth, called them and convinced them to find a tablecloth to send in time for Christmas. I’ll never know how he did it, but it was the best gift ever.
—Roberta Sampere, Dolgeville, New York (I found this story in a Reader’s Digest post)
A father’s blessing
My stepfather, Marlin, bought a dancing Christmas tree in the mid-2000s as a gimmick decoration. Marlin passed away in 2014. My sister, Stacy, had taken possession of it along the way. Stacy got engaged to her longtime boyfriend on Thanksgiving night. Marlin had met him. The tree was unpacked, but had no batteries. Later that evening, with all the ladies sitting around talking, the tree lit up and started to dance! The empty battery pack was in hand, and the only conclusion we could reach was that Marlin was sending his blessing and dancing a jig.
—Norman Powers, Sheffield, Alabama (I found this story in a Reader’s Digest post)
Photo from heaven
My daughter and only child, Talena, was killed by a drugged driver in 1994. It nearly destroyed me, but I kept going somehow. I had a favourite picture of Talena from when she was about three—Christmas Day, me sitting on the floor and her sitting on my lap. The bond between us was so beautiful. Somehow, I lost that picture after she died. A few years later, on Christmas Day, I opened a book and found the photo inside. I know she sent it to me as a present from heaven.
—Dayle Vickory, Orange Park, Florida (I found this story in a Reader’s Digest post)
I hope those stories brought you a smile, as they did to me, and if you are struggling, know you aren’t alone. If you enjoy this, let me know, and I’ll bring more of them.
Happy Holiday
Alex
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