A visit from Secret Santa
I wanted to share with everyone tonight, I was so touched. While shopping in Walmart in Rutland trying to figure out what to buy for family members for Christmas, with what little money I have (being I am disabled between anxiety, migraines, and having so much hardwear in my ankle from a compound fracture), I was standing staring at a clothes rack but not really looking.
Along came the Secret Santa, he placed a card in my cart. As I opened it, to my surprise, there was a gift of cash. He was gone as fast as he came. It brought tears to my eyes Ė God bless you!
There really is a Santa.