I’d like to wish you a very Merry Christmas, and a most wondrous New Year. As for me, I’ve finished baking (okay, my husband baked…) & decorating the cookies with the kids, I’ve gotten the last of the necessary presents purchased, they are now wrapped & under the tree. I’m as ready as I’m going to get.
As you sit there, reading this, some child in a program is alone and depressed. I was one once. I do not recall getting a present. I do recall spending that Christmas with a family from the program, it was probably the best meal I’ve ever had. I recall feeling unwanted, unloved, saddened that my family couldn’t be bothered with me. This is very likely a distortion of the truth of the matter. Very likely my family couldn’t afford a plane ticket, let alone the gas to come down & get me. That was not addressed though. I was left to assume whatever I would. In that state, a child assumes the most depressing and bleakest scenario.
I asked Aaron if he’d like to share anything specific about Christmas in a program…he had this to say, “If you’ve ever had the desire to see a child’s eyes glazed over with depression and defeat the best opportunity is to visit a program near you at Christmas.â€
