Monday, December 16, 2013

I Saw Santa....!

Great joy, especially after sudden change of circumstances,
is apt to be silent,
and dwells rather in the heart than on the tongue.
                     Henry Fielding


Friday was the day I was going to go out and find that holiday spirit that had been waiting to be discovered after some necessary distractions, but with the distraction now on hold, nothing was going to stop me.  
I made my way down the deserted highway heading to the city passing tractors, combines and bins spilling corn seed on the frozen ground covered with a thin layer of snow, I could see the remaining corn stalks sticking up in the now empty fields. This had me wonder about the once known as the harvest season and what that really means now; could the harvest season be something without a time limit in this modern world of ours. Our ancestors would be amazed.

Entering the city limits the traffic and noise picked up, and I knew I needed to concentrate on my surroundings. Once out of the rushing traffic and parked in a sea of automobiles in that hustling bustling city then squeezed into a boxed building I immersed myself in the loud festive music coming from speakers over my head where floating tinsel shimmered and shiny red and green bells dangled on strings hanging from the rafters, where the lights twinkled on fake trees scattered randomly and products of every imagined kind lined the walls. I did not have to worry about which direction I wanted to go as the crowd seemingly scooped me up and pulled me along as if I were one of those walking wobbling yellow wooden ducks on wheels that you would pull behind on a long string as a child. I remembered my own wooden duck from my childhood and I smiled.


There were huge replicas of Tin Soldiers towering over and watching every move I made they were dressed in a familiar uniform that had me reminiscing of a Tin Soldier fairy tale of long ago. The Brave Tin Soldier by Hans Christian Anderson fairy tale was a story I had heard many times as a child. I could see one of them smiling and I swear he winked at me, as if he knew what I was doing, and a smile crossed my face and I have to admit that it felt incredible.

I bumped into an old friend who filled my head with corny jokes and laughter. Sharing a magic trick with a pair of dice that still has me puzzled as to how it worked and reminding me of a childhood long ago full of wonder. Our now I must admit a little loud and uncontrollable laughter burst forth in the middle of this aimlessly wandering and searching crowd bringing laughter bursting from the lips of strangers who were passing by trying to find their own holiday spirit.

I left the festive but still only a huge box building full of shoppers and holiday spirit empty handed but with a smile and a very different frame of mind. As I rounded a corner in the busy traffic of the city I could see off to the side of the highway a young woman struggling with a huge over stuffed suitcase trying to drag it through the frozen mud and leftover dirty snow banks. I did not hesitate I pulled over and rolled my window down to ask if she was heading to the train or the bus station, I could tell she was a student from those days of experiencing and knowing that my own girls long ago had done the same thing I am sure, during this festive time of year.


The wind was blustery and the temperature a very frigid -13c, if you factored in the wind chill, this was not a place anyone should be out struggling wearing a thin be it stylish jacket. I reassured her that I was a Mom of two girls and that is how I recognized her need and I would love to take her to the station if she would let me. After hesitating for just a moment she trusted her instinct and knew she indeed needed help and I was going to provide that.

Throwing the suitcase in the back seat and popping into the front beside me, I could see she was shivering, I told her my name and she told me hers. She was indeed a student trying to get home to her family for the holidays after a brutal week of exams and kept thanking me over and over. We continued down the highway and she could then see how far it really was. Her smile and laughter mixed with my smile and laughter warmed both our hearts. Parking in front of the station she hauled that heavy suitcase out of the backseat and thanked me. “Have a wonderful holiday”. You too, I shouted back. I watched as she struggled with that overstuffed, no doubt with Christmas presents and dirty  laundry suitcase, through those open doors of the station, and I knew that she would indeed be safe and warm, and soon be home with her family. I thought of my girls soon doing the same thing.


Once again I pulled out on to the bustling double lane highway with a huge smile and a holiday spirit that was now embedded deep in my soul, I glanced over to my left.

There sat Santa Claus all dressed in his familiar red cap and a full white fluffy beard. He stared at me and I stared at him in the middle of the stalled traffic, he winked and we both smiled and I giggled thinking of Santa driving a forest green Subaru and not a sleigh.

Fa la la la la.

Later.

46 comments:

  1. Taking that young woman to the train station speaks volumes as to how much TRUE Christmas spirit you truly have, Buttons!

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  2. does Santa have on bibs? that is too fun! a real country / farmer Santa. ( :

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  3. Santa has a sense of humor!

    I read that tin soldier story every year to my boys, and it always makes me tear up.

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  4. Sounds like you were that young woman's Christmas angel when she needed it :)

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  5. Good Hearts have Great Rewards, even if it is only the satisfaction of the warm feeling inside from your act of kindness. xx

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  6. It is so true that doing a kindness does more for the do-er than the receiver. :) Wonderful.

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  7. Bless you for your kindness and reminding us of the reason for the season. xo

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  8. You are so very kind. It's lovely to read that you had a good time...Hugs my dear friend, M xoxox
    PS -15degF, yes, too cold!

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  9. Happy Holidays to you Buttons ,
    You really do have such a heart full of good cheer !

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  10. what a sweet and heart warming story. If no cookies get baked or any of that other stuff I think you have the spirit covered. Santa shows up where he can and it's up to us to see him where ever we are I suppose.

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  11. Awwwww...What a lovely story, first thing in the morning!
    Good for you Buttons!
    You DO have the holiday spirit♥
    Cheers!
    Linda :o)

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  12. I have a daughter coming home from school for the Holidays, I can't wait :)
    It was very sweet of you to help that girl :)

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  13. Awww, you got a wink from Santa. I think you found some Christmas spirit and joy. Hope it continues on throughout the season. :)

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  14. how sweet that you helped her. :)

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  15. its beginning to look a lot like christmas....

    ;p


    xoxo

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  16. Good job helping out that young woman, B!

    And of course Santa drives a Subie! As long as he pays attention to the recall letters, it'll run great...don't ask me how I know...

    MW

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  17. the very BEST thing to leave a big box store is with, empty hands, a smile.....and a twinkle in your eyes!!

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  18. Bless you, Buttons, for being that young woman's angel. :-) You exemplify the true meaning of Christmas: loving and serving others.

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  19. Santa is no fool...he moves with the times.

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  20. that young girl must have been so happy you stopped, though I am impressed that still she hesitated, what a super day you had...imagine seeing Santa.

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  21. You did, indeed, see Santa - and he was YOU! xoxo

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  22. That's all it takes, to help out someone in need, and seeing Santa to get you in the spirit of Christmas. Great post!

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  23. The spirit of the season was with you all the time.

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  24. That was so sweet of you to help the young lady with her suitcase. I bet she was very happy to get out of the cold.
    Lynne

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  25. Love your Christmas story. Hooray to you for giving that young woman a ride. xo Laura

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  26. You not only saw Santa, you WERE Santa. We learn to know the needs of others through our own struggles. Way to pay it forward.

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  27. What Eileen (Leenie!) said.

    You gave me goosebumps.

    Pearl

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  28. What a good deed! I'm sure that student really appreciates you!

    This is another beautifully-written piece, Buttons.

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  29. And that s called, paying it forward!...:)JP

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  30. Now you go to all the work of shopping and get high on the Christmas mood but you don't buy anything??? Well, maybe next time. You tell a great Christmas story.

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  31. ...Christmas presents and dirty laundry...now THAT painted a picture that I know to be true. ;-) Thanks for the memories.

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  32. B,

    Sweet Angel........yes, that is you!!! Merry Christmas xx00

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  33. Hey B! You are such a special person. Thank you for sharing such touching stories.

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  34. We often find what we need in the most unexpected places, and in the most unexpected ways.

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  35. You are an angel for helping that girl! With daughters of my own, I feel grateful to you on behalf of her Mother, as who knows who could have stopped and put her in harms way. You were in the right place at the right time with the true spirit of Christmas and of course you would see Santa smiling at you after that! Hugs xo Karen

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  36. You will be remembered in her mind for ever for the help you have done. This will be a wonderful Christmas for her as well as for you.

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  37. I am so pleased you found the Christmas spirit you were seeking and in finding it you helped a young lady and she will always remember you and your good deed for that day. How wonderful for both of you. xx

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  38. The spirit grabbed you quickly and you shared it with the young student. Well done. I doubt I could find any spirit in -13°.

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  39. That is awesome! I bet that girl was so grateful, and what a reward to see Santa like that!! This is the spirit of Christmas indeed!

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  40. Now THAT is what Christmas is all about! The world needs more good people like you with compassion for others, strangers or not.
    You did a very good thing!

    Merry Christmas dear B!
    xo Cindy

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  41. I really enjoyed this post B. Felt as if I was with you soaking in the season. I am hoping to finish my shopping this week, like you I haven't done any but have knitted a couple gifts. Recognizing the student who needed help and jumping in IS a real gift.

    Have a great day!

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  42. I'm glad you're full of the Christmas spirit :) So nice of you to help that girl out. I know she appreciated it!

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  43. ohmygosh, i just finished a brutal week myself! i could've used your trademark smile and laughter a couple of times! :D
    santa will be good to you, buttons, no doubt!

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  44. What a wonderful day! I really love how you describe looking for Santa.
    I loved the picture of the grain in the snow.
    A very nice post. It reminded me of Tolstoy.

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  45. I'm teary and smiling after your beautiful story. I'm so glad this world has people like you in it. XO

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  46. I know - I'm way behind. But I loved this story and am so happy that I decided to backtrack and get caught up! Now I'm moving on to see how your holidays went :-)

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