Today was a busy day of last minute gifts, weekly grocery shopping, miscellaneous errands and a couple of fun Christmas activities for the kids to do. So naturally I woke up with a major headache, bad attitude and general distain for the “to do” list.
First stop got there, told I was a hour early and the kid event wasn’t ready…..ok we can go to item 2 and come back, my mistake but added to my “wonderful mood” as my plans had been changed.
Go to Sam’s Club, on N. Oak in Gladstone Missouri. We have to go in the store, I hate nothing more than taking the kids in Sam’s, but I need my glasses adjusted. Well, luck would have it I was there an hour before Optical opened…..mood took another nose dive. We go find the items we couldn’t order for curb side and leave. It’s raining, cold and just yucky out. Kids get in car out of the rain and I load the items in the trunk. Grumpy I have to come back again to get my glasses fixed. I shut the hatch and something blue shapped like a baby mitten catches my eye. I see a little orange tag pinned to it. Now we all know how nosy I am, so I have to get a closer look at this “mitten”.
I go over to the small tree in the parking lot and peek in closer. It’s not a mitten at all! Its this soggy but beautiful little Chriatmas heart with a wonderful hand painted snowman bell attached and a tag saying “I need a home”. I found a quilted heart.
I found a little love and Christmas spirit on a day I had forgotten to bring mine! I took this soggy little heart in the car and unfolded it. I held this little thing my hands and felt a smile creep on my face, felt MY Christmas Joy start to “turn on”. I felt warm and the love the crafter of this beautiful ornament put into it.
This little heart brightened my day, even though the rest of my day had a couple of highs and still had some lows, it made me reset and enjoy the events with the kids and get through the mile long to do list.
Currently my snowman’s heart is resting and drying above the fire place and tomorrow it will proudly be placed on our “special’s” tree with all the memory ornaments from over the years.
I don’t know who made this. I don’t know which one of my angels made me look at that little tree. But I thank them both for turning my mood around!
Thank You Mr./Mrs. Crafter!
