Over the Thanksgiving Holiday my mailbox was broken into and was not fixed until last Wednesday, Dec. 7.  Meanwhile, while it was broken my parents sent me my Christmas card with $200 in cash enclosed.  I never got the card.  It is interesting that the reaction I typically get when I share this is, "why would they send cash?"  This is a valid question, but shouldn't the point be "How could someone steal a Christmas Card?"

Anyway, my mother, being obsessed with $ as she is, and being a raving untreated alanon was freaking.  She was being totally hateful about my Stepdad, since he's the one that sent the cash, calling him stupid, stuff like that.  My stepdad is wonderful and totally puts up with so much.

So just to put a lid on it and to try to save their Christmas, I emailed them yesterday and told them I got it.  I knew my neice had made the card for me, so raved about that, cursed the post office for being so slow, and thanked them profusely.

I spoke to the post office to let them know that our mail was being delivered to a broken mailbox and they said that is so bad and they would take care of it (talk to our carrier).

I felt like I'd done the right thing even though I was broken hearted about the card and the money.  I was going to use it to buy Christmas presents and now noone was getting anything from me.  I prayed a lot, because I felt like I was being selfish. 

Then last night I was doing dishes and my sister came home waving a Christmas card.  It was the Christmas Card from my parents.  I couldn't believe it.  It took 3 weeks to get to me, and arrived the day I totally surrendered it.

I've had many blessings, but this is the first one I've ever seen unfold so vividly right in front of me.  I just had to share it with you all...

I also received the following yesterday and have shared it with everyone I know:

http://www.gogratitude.com/success.html (it is long, but totally worth the time)

Much Love