Proud

We ourselves feel that what we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But the ocean would be less because of that missing drop. ~ Mother Theresa.


Back in early September we moved into a new neighborhood. It was very close to our old hood so the transition wasn't too bad for the kids, but it still was "new" and different, and we weren't sure how we'd fit in. And then I decided to post on Facebook about my interest in collecting for Operation Christmas Child, and was so touched by the generosity of my friends, along with people I was just beginning to know in our new neighborhood. All of us coming together to carry on Jack Donaldson's love of Operation Christmas Child. I am so proud to count these people as my friends.


Today the boys and I dropped 23 boxes off at an area church serving as a collection point. The staff working to pack all the donated boxes into larger boxes for shipping were so touched by the delivery, and asked where the boxes came from and if I had ever donated before. I stared at them, not sure what (or how much) to say. I told them I had never heard of Operation Christmas Child until this September.


I also told them the donations came from friends, neighbors, and strangers, all wanting to help the memory of a dear young boy live on through his favorite charity. I told them his name was Jack Donaldson, and as soon as I said his name out loud I started crying. These strangers all hugged me. They all knew who Jack was from the news about the accident. They couldn't have been nicer. They fed the boys brownies. They were so grateful for the donation.


23 boxes. 
23 drops in the ocean. 
23 children who will smile at Christmas. 
I know Jack is proud.



Miles run since last post: 11
Total miles run so far this year: 133
Miles left to go: 232
(as of 11/19/11)