Family is truly the greatest gift of all.
The holiday season is fast upon as children everywhere are making their Christmas list for Santa Claus as they can hardly wait.
Excitedly the parents are preparing for the surprising morning ahead.
However, as another Christmas is near I will never forget such a blue Christmas in 2007 as everything fell apart sad to say.
It all started a few days after Thanksgiving to be exact and would always remain a day that I could not ever forget and mainly since it tuned our lives completely upside down.
The children and I had just been starting over after our home had been flooded and we lost everything then to make matters even worse the home went into foreclose since we were unable to live there and the insurance company actually dropped coverage after all the damage.
We now resided in an apartment complex and trying to move on as another horrible incident struck and would not end there.
Since their father had broken the restraining order and sadly the children would witness this final domestic violence encounter as he went as far tearing all the Christmas decorations down with them crying.
Although it would become the last incident of domestic abuse as it was enough to push my seven year old into such shock and a state of depression.
Therefore, once again I would recover quickly and forget all about my awful episode of physical abuse,as my child was defiantly hurting worse.
Especially as he tried to take his life one week before Christmas and the scar down my arm will always be a reminder of how I struggled giving my all for his life to go on.
Furthermore, there would not be anything but plastic forks in my home after that dreadful day as my very young child suffered multiple stab wounds to his face and stomach from a fork as he cried, “I want to die were not a family!
My two older children hurried up to the hospital and as they both entered the room where their little brother laid on the bed. It was such a heart wrenching moment as my daughter almost passed out looking at her very young brother all cut up and she just run off out of the room with my oldest son following her.
I heard their actual cries and screams from the room and it was just heartbreaking how much hurt they kept enduring.
This was the worst incident that I had ever encountered actually, as no beating or losing a home or the many things could compare to almost losing my child.
Sad to say exactly a week away was Christmas Eve as children his age are making out their list and all excited for Santa claus to arrive and my little boy was being admitted into an institution for the mentally ill.
It was a night that my heart was completely ripped out of my chest as I walked off leaving a seven year old in this home other than ours and in a town two hours away and I was devastated.
When my sister and I went to walk out the front doors, I noticed her speed up and sobbing harder.
So I turned to look back, as my little boy was standing in front of this huge Christmas tree in the lobby, as his face was covered in deep wounds and I trembled with tears flowing.
Suddenly he raised his hand and said, “Do not be sad mommy I will be home for Christmas” and I just lost it at that point and yelled in tears saying, “I know you will Noah mommy loves you very much!
Then the nurse took him off, as I stood there very heartbroken in nonstop tears flowing.
Furthermore, making it back home there was an eviction notice on the apartment door as that was the icing on the cake and of all nights the day my child went away right before Christmas.
At that point I told my sister the tree is coming down, as I cannot bear this and what is worse I am broke again since all the trouble previous
there is no funds for these kids this year as the Grinch really stole our Christmas.
My sister also cried and felt bad wishing she could help and honestly could not as her twelve-year marriage had just ended in divorce and she had two boys to tend to this holiday.
At that point my hands totally felt tied and I did not know what to do, as it sure seemed as though it would be the year without Santa Claus and my child.
There were many tears of sorrow that unfortunate year but also many prayers and hope that Christmas can be a time for true miracles and I would sure come too always believe and know to never give up no matter what.
Two days before Christmas Eve my precious son Noah had come home and the tree went back up with true hope that Saint Nick would be there.
The night before Christmas he and his four year old brother kept asking, “Is Santa going to come this time mommy?
I had tears and still highest hope that somehow Santa must exist for them this night.
Therefore, I tucked them in and felt beyond heartbroken but in all honesty was glad and very thankful my child was home and would recover.
When I walked through the hallway there was a knock on the door and I feared it was the landowner with another letter telling us we had to be out.
However, opened the door to an actual Christmas miracle and I stood frozen as many gifts and even two brand new bikes rolled into the doorway.
Then entering came the owner of the local town restaurant who had helped us once before and she sure did again spreading Christmas cheer indeed.
She was not alone as she had set up a fundraiser at the restaurant to help a family in need this Christmas and that is just what happened as my children got new winter coats and boots even as I was in complete shock and very happy no doubt.
Furthermore realized that Christmas sure was a magical time.
There was even a big Christmas day feast as she brought a turkey and all the trimmings and I would never forget that year when an actual angel I believed had come our way to save the day.
When she then told me I could come back to work at her restaurant to pull through the hardships once again since they had sadly struck.
She also told me that she knows my legs were bad now due to previous incidents and severe nerve damage but that she would give me light duties if needed.
Furthermore, my children woke up that morning and had the biggest smiles from ear to ear that would sure remain.
However, as I watched in such joy each gift being unwrapped happily and then excited yells, “Wow look at this!
I certainly knew that I had the greatest gift of all that Christmas and there he sat by the tree in many smiles and finally happily which would remain from that moment on as we sure overcome such difficulties in our path and kept the faith pulling through the toughest of times together never giving up.
Since that is what the holidays are all about not how many gifts or toys filled to the door.
It is truly about being with the ones you love and how there is no greater gift in the world .
I am very happy to say that my son Noah is turning ten years old in two months and has remained a happy child since we sure overcome one blue Christmas and one that I would never forget but always be thankful my child came home for Christmas.
Now that was a few years ago as this whole family will never forget almost losing a child twice actually as it sure woke their father up in everyway as he seen the light and turned the table completely around finishing all the family counseling and everything involved to be the boys father every Christmas on.
Furthermore, that has made the boys their happiest ever to have their daddy in their life and the right way for the distance.
Therefore on Christmas Eve as the brightest star shines in the sky I sure know that all things are possible and will always believe in the true magic of Christmas!