This was inspired by the story freedom96 posted earlier.
I was in foster care and was placed there right before Halloween. I celebrated my first Halloween, and Thanksgiving.
Then it was X-mas time. Since I had runaway from an abusive home, I only left with the clothes on my back. My parents sent some clothes, but they were the ones I would never wear and I was embarressed to go to school because of it.
My foster mom took me x-mas shopping since it was my first x-mas she bought me almost everything I wanted. I bought clothes and shoes for school and 1 tape (a single) with my fav song at the time.
A day later all the foster girls (there were about 8 of us, about 14 people living in the home) were taken to the runaway shelter where we had been transfered from.
It was there that we filled out a piece of paper in the shape of an angel, we asked for what we wanted for x-mas. I again asked for clothes (since my foster mom had limited $ I didn't get alot of clothes from her, but was excited to get anything).
I asked my foster mom why the paper was shaped that way. She smiled at me and told me I was going to be an angle on a tree!!!!!!!!!! I looked very confused, since I didn't understand what the hell she was talking about. Then she explained-------" Jesika, you know those trees in the mall that have all the angels with kids who are in need at x-mas time? Well, you will be one of them."
I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I thought there was no way someone would pic my angel on the tree.
Come X-mas morning, (I already knew what I was getting since I did my own shopping and helped with all the wrapping) I saw a couple packages I didn't recognize. They had my name on them. I couldn't figure out where they came from, I knew it wasn't family.
So, I opened them up and it was what I had put on my angel. There was someone out there who had picked ME!!! I started to cry and it really touched me that someone would take the time to make x-mas special for me. I got what I asked for and an even cooler t-shirt then I had asked for.
For those of you who can (I can't but I will try next yr), take a look at the angel trees you pass by and see if you can't make a child's x-mas this yr. I know how much it meant to me.
My mom did that this yr and I don't think I ever told her I was one of those children on an angel tree. I guess I will have to call her and tell her. When she told me she was shopping for her angel, I didn't even have to ask what she meant.
Cause I was once AN ANGEL ON A TREE.
Merry Christmas Everyone,
Jesika