A Penny For My Thoughts

My Christmas Miracle

By Paul Wein

A few weeks ago, I wrote a column called It Doesn’t Feel A Lot Like Christmas. In the column, I described how although I have looked forward to Christmas my whole life, I have no holiday spirit this year, and how if I ever needed a Christmas miracle, it’s now. Well, Christmas has come and gone and I got my Christmas miracle after all – the funny thing is, unbeknownst to me – my miracle arrived in June.

I really was not looking forward to this Christmas – because not having all the things I normally have every Christmas does put a damper on the holiday. Don’t get me wrong, I really wanted to have a Merry Christmas, but the thought of losing all of my stuff made it very hard to get into the holiday spirit. So although I had no holiday spirit, I prayed for a Christmas miracle to make this a happy holiday, but as the holiday drew closer, my hopes for my miracle grew dim.

But then, as the Bible says, An Angel of the Lord came upon them, and they were so afraid, and the Angel said unto them, “Fear not. For behold, I bring you tidings of great joy.” Well, my Angel came unto me, and made this the best holiday I have ever had.

The one thing that I love about her the most is that no matter the situations in my life, she always tries to rectify them, even if they occurred before I met her. When I lost all of my stuff, she knew how upsetting that was to me – and although she had nothing at all to do with the loss of my stuff, she made sure that although I could not get back what was lost, she would try her best to replace what was taken from me.

The first thing she did was, when I was out shopping for her gift, was buy a Christmas tree. Despite the fact that she never had a Christmas tree in her house before, she wanted me to have one this year. As for my gifts, she bought me a Budweiser mirror and personalized Budweiser sign – because she knew how much my bar stuff meant to me and how sad I was that I lost them.

I cannot begin to tell you how amazed I was that she went through all of the trouble she did just because she wanted this Christmas – our first Christmas together – to be the happiest I have ever had. Although I am a writer, I cannot even put into words how grateful I am for what she did. I can only thank her from the bottom of my heart and hope that I make her as happy as she makes me, and tell her that I will never forget this Christmas – because it was the best I ever had.

I love you Sandy.

“Dawn is slowly breaking; our friends have all gone home.
You and I are waiting for Santa Claus to come.
There’s a present by the tree, stockings on the wall,
but knowing you’re in love with me is the greatest gift of all.”

Kenny Rogers – The Greatest Gift Of All