It was approaching Christmas. She was so happy to be involved in the Secret friend gifting in school. She put her heart and soul into it and travelled about 3 hours just to get a special gift.
Every day for a week, she left small anonymous gifts wrapped with love. Then the reveal came; all the Staff met in the meeting room where all the beautiful gifts were on display. I wondered which one was hers. I knew she would have been happy with any of them.
As was customary, when you received your gift, you then passed on the gift you had bought for your secret friend and said a few special words about them. Somehow, there was confusion, she ended up gifting before she received. She stood filled with excitement and love which is so typical of her. But where was her gift? Where was her secret friend?
Confusion?
No, sadly, no confusion. My heart broke.
She deserved better. I spoke to the VP who said perhaps the gift was late. Days passed, weeks, passed, everyone had conveniently forgotten or so it seemed.
She hasn't forgotten. Neither have I.
Next week, Joy will be gifted by a secret friend. Each day she will receive one of the above. The final gift will be the Celtic placemats which I brought all the way from Ireland for her.
Colour doesn't matter to me.
Pain does.
Love does.
I can't undo what happened but I can let her know that I see her for the beautiful person she is.
Miss Joy, I hope you feel loved by my thoughts and actions. I hope this goes a little way towards validating you for the beautiful person you are.
Love from Miss 🌹. X
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- Posted by RoseMarie
- Jan 3, 2020
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Readers Comments
Mish wrote: Your kind soul brings me to tears. This is so beautiful, Rose 🌹 Marie. Bless you & Joy. ðŸ™
gardengal10 wrote: You are a treasure.
Kmbhai wrote: You are so great..
mindyjourney wrote: Thank you for always keeping kindness in your heart â¤ï¸, my friend.
