"It's a Wonderful life" officially occured here on the 24th.
When Tammy, Cathy and I went to church Tim stayed behind. When we came back we found a huge box of presents and a bigger box of food just inside the door.
We asked Tim about it and he a police officer had dropped it off.
Tammy cried immediately. I, still in my blue funk, shrugged my shoulders and carried it upstairs on the verge of feeling my pride being hurt once more (can't help my own family... some else has too).
The next day we began to open the gifts. This was no church group that helped. It was people whom knew us on a personal level. I suspect the school mainly.
Family gifts....
snow tube. Tammy is well known for taking the kids to the school hill to sled and aid/encourage other kids that sled there also.
Player's Handbook 1 and 2 and M Manual 4th edition.

huh?!?
Someone knew I played the game with my kids and knew I didn't play 4th edition. I hate to say it but I had to hide a tear or two. The other gifts for the kids were the types that only someone that knew them would get. Basket ball. How to draw fantasy creatures.....
I went to work at the store with a smile, wearing bells and a Santa hat. I found the TRUE spirit of Christmas through other people's caring and sharing that I honestly thought was lost on people these days.
Once Tammy and I get our feet back on the ground and get rid of the medical bills we hope to become EXTREMELY active with this type of support / gift giving in X-mas's in the future.
To all- have a happy holiday.
Andrew Farrell and the fam.