I do! Or I try to!! I came home from work one afternoon recently, to see a lady across the street, the same one of the little voice in my blog, "Come this way Madame" out on her lawn. She called out to me, "Are you Joanne?" I replied I was, and immediately thought, "OMG, Vimy has gone and made another deposit on her lawn, without my being aware!"
As she came toward me I noticed she had an envelope in hand. Turns out she had gone to retrieve her mail late the precious night, and noticed this envelope on the ground. I guess the mail carrier wasn't aware it had fallen from the mailbag, or the box, because our mail is delivered very late in the evening when it is already VERY DARK. It was my LAST lens wiper cloth from my Camino walking partner, Nancy, posted from the U.S., along with a lovely, long handwritten card. I was so H-A-P-P-Y to receive both.
If this neighbour, who doesn't know me, hadn't gone to all the trouble of finding out the addressee of the letter, I would never have received this LAST gift. She thought the 4 in the address was a 9. There is no such address on our street with that number. I gave my new neighbour, who now has a name, a big hug and insisted that she take another one of my wipes, seeing as Nancy has sent me a DOZEN, over the last twelve months. Good things are meant to be SHARED. Furthermore, it matched her sweater perfectly! I also got to relish reading a long, handwritten note, a rare commodity in this age of instant communication. ALL this could so easily have ended up trampled on, muddied and trashed. To some this may not seem like such a big deal, but TO ME, it was a small Christmas miracle.
Have you had your own tiny Christmas miracle?
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