A Christmas Story
Yesterday a friend who is struggling financially told me a story about how some of her co-workers stepped in to help her this holiday season.
She and her husband are on a debt-repayment program and her entire salary is used for paying the payments. He lost his job in Corporate America and is doing manual labor to support the family.
There are no purchased presents under her tree this year. For her children, she has made gift certificates redeemable for items they want as extra money becomes available.
The other night, she answered the door, and one of her co-workers was standing there with an armload of groceries. She returned to her car and came back with a ham, two bottles of wine and several wrapped gifts.
Someone had emailed her boss to let him know the tough times the family was having. An email went out to the department, and a collection began.
My friend said it was hard to accept the gifts. But she said her feelings of gratitude were stronger than her feelings of embarrassment.
She said that for once she feels the real meaning of Christmas and is so grateful to be working at a job where people really care about her.
This story did a lot for me. It made me feel so grateful that I am able to give my children some things that they want and need this Christmas.
And it made me realize that those of us who are lucky enough to be in that situation have an obligation to help those who are not.