The Real Christmas Spirit, My Story about Nana

I’m a task driven and goal-oriented person.  I have a hard time understanding the importance of small talk, especially when it seems like small talk isn’t required to accomplish a goal.  It also means that I lose touch with the importance of having a festive spirit.  In my mind, every Christmas light I put up is a Christmas light I have to take down after the holiday season.  Neither experience is pleasurable for me.

My wife is much better at this than me. 

Years ago, she started a tradition of giving monetary gifts to the teachers that work with our children.  She might have asked me about doing it at first.  I imagine if she did, I would have given a Scrooge-like answer… “Isn’t that what their wages are for?”  Either way, she acted without telling me what she was doing…

One day I showed up to drop my kids off at school, and all the teacher’s eyes were beaming.  They were flagging me down in the hallway to say “Thank you!”  I was confused.  I like my children.  I think they do too.  But I didn’t think they liked my children that much.

I got home and asked Judy what she did.  She explained she gave them money and told me how much it was.  I gasped at how much she gave away.  My scrooge-heart palpitated.  But then when I remembered the looks on the teachers’ faces, I realized it was a good decision.

We’ve kept this tradition for years. 

Last year, Nana sent us home with a home-made cake and a gift plate.  Nana works at Kindercare in Ballenger Creek, Frederick. She cooks for all the children every day.  Taped to the top of the cake was a card.  In the card she hand-wrote a note telling us a story.

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You can finish the story at my website.

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