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Giving the Gift of Love

Posted by mcm0704 on December 18, 2019 |

Slim Randles is here as today’s Wednesday’s Guest with one of those Christmas stories that we love so much this time of the year. You know, the ones that tug at our hearts and bring a smile. This one about Mabel and Candice is sure to do both.

And if you want to read more heartwarming holiday stories, check out my two short stories THE GIFT and THE LAST DOLLAR.  Both are free for Kindle Unlimited and a quick read when you take a short break at work or from holiday preparations.

Now, before starting Slim’s story, lets share some holiday cheer. 

I love sugar cookies, but don’t have the stamina to do all the chilling and cutting and decorating, so I found this quick and easy sugar cookie recipe. It will do in a pinch. 🙂 Try one…

Mabel Adams was sitting in the day room at the Rest of Your Life retirement home when the children came in. She smiled and so did all the others in the room except for two who didn’t know what was going on.

The old-timers in the home knew the kids were coming and had put up Christmas decorations around in the day room, and on the doors of their own small apartments, and on themselves. Mabel had been reminded several times by the staff that morning that the kids were coming over, this being necessary as Mabel’s memory isn’t what it used to be. And she put a sprig of imitation holly in her hair and tied a red ribbon on the other side.

The little girl smiled and walked over to Mabel.

“Are you a grandma?” she asked.

“Why, yes dear, I am.”

“I brought you a present, Grandma,” she said, handing a box to Mabel.

The old woman opened it and was delighted at the sandalwood-scented hankies inside. “Why thank you so much, Honey!” she said. “And what is your name?”

“I’m Candice. I’m four.”

“Well, Candice, Merry Christmas to you. Have you been here before?”

“Well … no, I guess. Mom said this is where the grandmas are and we can have fun bringing presents to the grandmas.”

“I see,” Mabel said. “Well, Candice, come over here, dear, and let me give you a hug. There!”

Sometimes, it isn’t the cost of the hankies, or the fun wrapping them up. Sometimes it’s just a child’s smile, and a small taste of love that makes us treasure Christmas.
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Enjoy this column? Good. Give some money to a charity of your choice and wish them a Merry Christmas.

What a great suggestion, Slim. My gift will go to St. Jude’s Hospital.

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