A friend's knee gave out on Christmas Eve. Nobody wants to spend Christmas Eve in the emergency room, but stuff happens.
Since then she has not been able to get around very well, at first not even able to make a PBJ. I have shown up every now and then to deliver some home cooking and do some chores and errands. Take out the trash. Post some letters. Whatever needs be.
Her friend and neighbor Pam has helped immensely. Pam is the real "feet on the ground" with continual help and companionship.
This evening I showed up (again) with more food, and Pam asked "What, you have a chef that cooks for you and brings you free food?" I told her that's about right, and would she like some? I brought plenty. By the way, how did you like the shrimp Creole?
After that I proceeded to deliver the rest of the food to people who don't make enough income to make ends meet.
In my book, this is the heart and soul of the Christmas Spirit. Generosity, giving, and being mindful of others' needs.
It was a good Christmas.
- A