presents

this morning i walked downstairs to the smell of pancakes and bacon. i love my mom. she says good morning and tells me to go and see what's on the stairs in front of our door. i go out and look and it's a huge basket filled with goodies. i bring it inside and take a closer look. my mom says she already looked for a tag or a card and that there isn't one. no one left their name on it. i unwrap the gift and look at what is in the basket. inside there are four bottles of wine, french cheese, m&ms, hot cocoa of various varieties, and about $300 worth of gift cards for various stores. everything we love. as i'm taking things out i look over at my mom and she starts to tear up. "i guess someone knew we were having a small christmas this year," she says. i was so incredibly touched by the fact that someone would do this for us. it had to be someone who knew us well because the things inside of it were so specific to what my family loves. even more touching was the fact that no one took credit for it. you know it's a heartfelt gift when there isn't even a name on it. it really restored my faith in the season.