Saturday, December 12, 2009

The Tradition of the Pink Mouse

This is the real Christmas mouse I saved and put on our tree every Christmas as a reminder.

I think this is the 3rd year I am putting this post (true story) up ..except now it means even more to me because I need a reminder that things will work out ...that difficult situations do get better and to never give up.

And also because after all these years... I have never forgotten the many kindnesses that were extended to us. Love, Hope and Faith .. I am praying these things will prevail..regardless of circumstances.

Faith is believing in things not yet seen.

I put the following post up last year and there is also a link to Dr WhiteCoat's sweet post, both of which I think demonstrate the importance of caring and showing compassion to others. :)

Per Dr. Whitecoat's suggestion...I am posting what was a comment in his post "What Life is All About" over here in my SeaSpray blog. But before I get to the comment I just want to add a few things.

Those of you that know us, know what was going on at the time and it was a l-o-o-o-o-n-g 20 months. This post is about something that actually happened toward the end of the ordeal but there were other acts of kindness done from the beginning..right on through to the end. (I will talk about those sometime too)

Every note, card, letter, word of encouragement, all food, gifts and anonymous gifts were greatly appreciated and are still remembered even today. For as many words as you see me put down in these blogs...sometimes there are people or things that they have done that move me so deeply... that I feel anything I do, say or write can never truly convey the heartfelt gratitude I have felt and feel even now. This is true of things in my past and it is true with things that have been going on in the present. My entire life has been filled with people that have been blessings in various ways.

During this particular time...a judge befriended me. He had nothing to do with anything nor did he have any future influence on the case. He was a complete stranger that overheard a conversation in a public place that I was having with someone. After introducing himself he gave me his number that I could reach him anytime anywhere in the country and this was before cell phones were readily available. Believe me I called him and we'd have long conversations and I'd sob and sometimes he'd even get me laughing and he was so kind and he gave me hope. One night he said to me, "You know...I don't know what it is about you but you make someone want to help you." I don't know why either. I am just me and no one special and oh so flawed too.

Some people said that encounter was a coincidence, a chance encounter... but I believe it it was a "divine coincidence" because his support was one of the things that gave me the strength to follow through and keep going. It helped to know he was in the background. There were other key people too. And above all... I know it was God working through these people to help sustain us in various ways through the difficult times.

The reason "It's a Wonderful Life" is my favorite movie and is also why I named my blog the same is because I love and thoroughly believe the main message of the movie which is that we all are important. Each and everyone of us can and do make a difference in this life, affecting the present AND the future. It is an awesome thought when you take the time to really ponder it. And is a responsibility... because we never know when even the simplest things to us may mean the world to someone else... or crush them like the proverbial final straw that breaks the camel's back. We don't know what is really going on in someone's heart...what burdens they carry. Are they lonely, grieving a loss or maybe they are stressed, hurt and angry or afraid but they live in their worlds of quiet desperation behind masques of smiles or stoicism. I am sure Whitecoat shoveling that driveway warmed someone's heart and who knows who else that random act of kindness will ripple outward toward?


Comment I left on the Whitecoat Rant blog:

Our family received an anonymous act of kindness and it made me crazy wondering who had done it. It was back in the early 90s when we were going through that legal case I already mentioned a while back and we were definitely strained financially.

It was New Years eve and we had some friends and family over for dinner. My husband took a call from a man who said UPS left a package in our driveway. UPS wouldn’t have been delivering then. Anyway, my husband brought in this huge box that was wrapped and addressed from Santa.

There were two other children there aside from our two boys. Well the kids tore into that box and it was the box that kept on giving. It was FILLED UP with stuffed animals, games and also a cool toy gun that older son loved.

It took a couple of years for me to figure out and then our neighbor down the road was discussing something else and I put two and two together and so I asked him directly if they were the ones who did that. He tried to maneuver his way out of it but he evidently couldn’t get past my gazing right into his eyes searching his spirit to see if it matched his words. It didn’t and he owned up to it. Maybe I shouldn’t have done that but I just wanted to know.

One of the stuffed animals in the box was a small pink mouse. I took that for a decoration on our Christmas tree as a reminder of that wonderful act of kindness which was symbolic on many levels. To this day I still put it on our Christmas tree to remember how God brought us through a difficult time and to remind us that he sometimes works through people and that we should remember to do the same for others in need. That night after the kids opened the box I said “This is God saying…"Hold on…I am working on this.” and he did…he fixed it. :) That was New Years Eve 1992. I still remember that act of kindness and others and have reminded our sons that just as we were helped in our time of need, to remember how good that felt and to do the same to help others when they see a need. Younger son was a baby, 2 years old when it started and he was 4 on this New Year's night... but I have told him often to teach him about giving. :)


rlbates said...

What a great story and memory! Love the mouse!

SeaSpray said...

Thank you Ramona.

Someday..I'd like to tell the whole story because it's interesting and I know God intervened in many places during that time and faith and support from friends and family got us through.

I especially love the ending.. good outcome..but especially great observation by a person hardened against the idea of God having any part in helping us when in midst of process. :)

Chrysalis Angel said...

no such thing as coincidence.

SeaSpray said...

Hi Angel - I agree wholeheartedly! :)

StorytellERdoc said...

How awesome a story! I agree with CA, there is always an organized randomness that makes sense in the end.

Enjoy your weekend.

SeaSpray said...

Hi Story - so true!

Have a great week!
Greatly enjoying your posts! :)

Dr. Deb said...

What a powerful story.

SeaSpray said...

Hi Dr Deb - it is to me and is why I've never forgotten the many kindnesses extended to us. Somethings even seemed miraculous that I haven't discussed. It was a powerful lesson in kindness and faith to all of us at the time and still to this day. I can't say the guys all think about it.(although that pink mouse has a prominent place on the tree for all to see.) .. but I am still greatly moved when I remember. :)