I am writing this entry only because it has weighed on my mind for several days now. It has nothing to do with me or Mini Me. It is a story of a mother that I know that is in the grip of meth. She wanted to spend Christmas Eve and morning with her daughter. A person would assume that if you have a kid and they spend the night Christmas Eve, Santa comes. Santa comes to the house where the kid is and drops off gifts. The kid goes to sleep thinking Santa will have dropped off all the things on her list. Not this kid. She woke up to nothing. No toys, no stocking, no nothing.....
It is absolutely none of my business why this mother did this. I can only assume that she did not have the money or the sense from her drug habit. This poor kid will be scarred for the rest of her life because she was left no toys. I heard the news through a friend Christmas morning and Mini Me and I went and raided Walgreens for toys, candy, and anything else we could get. We wrapped it up and gave it to this little girl. Even though it was not Santa, at least she knew that somebody was thinking of her on Christmas.
I only hope that this mother can get the help she needs and deserves. I have offered to help her anyway I can. I want her to get her life back on track and be the good mother I know she can be. Please put this mother in your prayers. Her daughter needs her.
