At meals I picked Clarence's brain for what he wanted Santa to bring him. His answer was simple, "Pickles and a handheld poker game." Easy!" I thought.
I had figured out how much money I needed for each of his requests and found I had more than enough with a bit left over.
Even though it was never spoken it was known by us both that this would be Clarence's last Christmas. I really wanted to make this Christmas the best I could for Clarence, a very memorable one. Underneath his 'beautiful' tree it was totally bare (uncalled for in my book). So I decided if I was efficient with my funds I could get him 12 presents. One for each of the 12 days of Christmas.
He also needed a Christmas stocking, but I wanted it to be a more personalized one than the regular store bought kind. Since I had to wait until I could get a ride to the store, I focused my attention on this task.
I went to the rec-room and gather some Felt, red and green beads, scissors and a glue gun, then went to work. With my unwilling, stroke affected, hands I cut and glued the materials with lots of frustration and love, until I had something that resembled a real stocking. Something I was extremely proud of...
It is more blessed to give than to receive.
Acts 20:35b
I am blessed
Merrym Dawn Mathis Bruce
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