“Underwear? They have underwear on their Christmas list?”
My husband was dismayed. He took the wish-list of items that a local homeless shelter had provided us and romped through the isles of Walmart. Rather than choosing three items off the list, like we had been instructed, my husband purchased everything, filling our cart with jeans, warm gloves, undergarments and yes, toys, for the family that we had “adopted” for Christmas.
We spent about $500 that night on a family we would never meet. It was more than we planned on spending, but we got so much joy from wrapping the presents and stowing them under the tree until they were delivered to the shelter. On Christmas day, I smiled to myself all morning, picturing a mom and her three kids experiencing a bit of holiday magic amidst a tough life.
Our own daughter — about 9 months old at the time — had one present to open, because she already had plenty. I didn’t want to needlessly spend on her just because it was a holiday, especially when she was too young to know to expect gifts. I’d much rather give to people with a genuine need. Here’s how we make that happen.