When you are a child, you seem to take Christmas presents for granted. You know that Santa, or your mom and dad, are going to get you a lot of stuff, and even some of the stuff that you asked for. One Christmas that I had when I was younger was more difficult because of circumstances beyond anyone except a thief’s control.
During this particular year, my parents had separated, so my brothers and I were staying with my mom at our grandparents’ house. Our mom worked at a store in the mall and one day she did a little Christmas shopping. She had some of the bags in her station wagon outside and someone broke into it. They took all of the presents in the car and the back driver’s side window was smashed out.
My mom was really upset. She didn’t have a lot of money and those gifts were going to be for us for Christmas. I remember her driving us to school while the garbage bag that she taped to the window flapped in the air.
My mother was still able to get us some presents before Christmas day. We were very happy with all of the toys that she got us, and we knew that the year had been hard on her, so we were all grateful just to be together. I will never forget that Christmas because it taught me a few things. It taught me to be thankful for whatever I get and to appreciate what I have. It taught me that Christmas is really about being with loved ones, not the gifts that you get. It also taught me that people are mean, and they won’t think twice about stealing a struggling parents’ Christmas gifts for her children.