I don’t know what’s going on over at your house as it gets closer to Christmas, but at my house, well, let’s just say we could use some positive thoughts, prayers, fairy dust, and the opposite of “If you don’t behave, I’m taking back one present a day” said no one ever. If we could vent in some sort of “Happiness Fog” into my 13 year old’s room, I would appreciate it greatly. So I had to take the situation into my own hands the other day and thankfully that was the day Gifts That Matter arrived at our house.
If you are not familiar with Momastery, I first heard about the catalog there some time ago and ordered one for my family. So we sat down and went over what it’s like to live in other countries, what food costs, and what certain amounts of money mean to those people. Later we made 8 bags, my teenager did not grumble, of emergency clothing, hoodie-style jackets, and books for children. I am hoping to deliver to a school that one of my friends said needs the items. Lastly, I reminded them both about the work I did in November of delivering 55 pounds of food to the Food Bank, going to the local Rescue Mission in a part of town that people pass by and probably don’t notice, and the shelter for women and children of domestic violence.
I do not want to raise children who do not understand the value of money…especially erm, since we don’t have tons of it, but we have enough to get by and that’s more than other people have. So I want to raise children who think of others before they think of themselves. So that’s my “Moody Monday”, and by the way, my daughter came home singing today. Humming. And singing. I have done well. It’s a great sign.