I was gazing at the wonderful glass candy cases with the most magical and sparkly candy treats nestled inside. I spied this little round bellied elf, with his big cheeks and his velveteen little red suit. There were two elves, but he had the most sparkly crested head of shiny,glamorous glitter. His cone hat looked like it was encrusted with diamonds and to my mind back then, glitter was just as desirable. Anything that sparkled caught my eye. My favorite color was sparkle.
Mother was busy buying the lemon filled dark chocolate bonbons and the delicious honey comb candies covered with rich, dark chocolate. I asked Mother and Daddy if I could have this little elf of Christmas with his belly filled with colorful fruit filled hard candy. They could clearly see I was enraptured by this faux diamond spectacle, but they smiled and sweetly said no, not today and my Daddy held my hand gently as he picked my sister up in his arms.
My heart just sank.
Just as swiftly as Ole Saint Nick himself, the man thrust the little bejeweled elf into my hands and ran out the door.
I never even saw his face or got a chance to thank him. I'll never forget this miracle of kindness. My mother said I must have reminded him of a little girl he once knew. I prefer to think he was the real Santa Claus.
2 comments:
Oh my...what a sweet story. I actually got the chills when I read that the man gave you the doll. That happens every time I sense something of the heavenly world. He may very well have been an angel. Perhaps your guardian angel.
And the lemon bon bons sound heavenly, too : )
What a wonderful story of kindness! Thanks for finding me again. Trying to get back into blogging under a new link! Happy New Year, Kim!!
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