A Christmas Gift

Back in september, with a newly trained eye for 'car campers' or 'urban campers', I noticed the mini van first off. It would move from time to time, and from a distance, I could see there was one occupant. October, still in it's favorite spot. November, not much change. December, the van had not moved for some time. That was when I decided to be Santa for this person. From a distance, I could see it was a male and being near sighted, I could not see if he was young or elderly or in between. I told a new friend of mine what I was doing and she brought me items that would help keep him warm and a little money to add more. With no real decision on what I was going to do with the money, I waited until the answer came to me before I spent it. Meanwhile, I bought goodies to fill a big stocking, bags and boxes to wrap it all up in. All of it rode around in the back seat of my car for 5 days with great anticipation for Christmas Eve to come so I could drop it off. Finally the day came and after work, I drove over to where this man was staying and grabbed the big bags and walked up to his driver side window. He rolled it down and I told him I was bringing him gifts. Puzzled of course he said; "What am I going to do with these?" and my answer was simple; "They are for you!" Handed him one thru the window, then the next, and finally the last one. I wished him a Merry Christmas and walked back to my car. In the 3 bags were warm shirts, sweat shirts, a warm coat that was never worn and stocking full of goodies. Now, the money was used to buy a gift card for fuel and it was with a card that I had written for him. I'm usually quite good about noting what I have written in cards someplace else, but for some reason, I did not do it this time. I know it was profound in the hopes to lift him from his mind of sadness and possible depression and to lift him to a new understanding of the situation and lessons that are being shown to him that so many are clueless to even being aware of. This man turned out to be much older then I thought and was even more driven to be proud that I picked him as my Santa gift recipient this year. Today, I had to go by where he was staying and discovered he was gone. See, the plates on his mini van were from out of state, up north I think, and he took his chance to get out of our little corner with the new gift of a gas card. He filled his tank and left. Maybe he went home or someplace warm. Anywhere is better then here! Maybe, he can get back on track and enjoy all things that will or can come his way. The Christmas Gift lifted someone up and gave him a better chance, and that pleases me.