Oneybone, that was such a touching story. I wish you were my Mom! LOL
I was thinking the other day about those days, being broke with young kids, when the smallest of things you could give meant everything. I can remember my best girlfriend having tears run down her face after a divorce because she could only spend $25 on her little son at Christmas, but she made that money stretch and we contributed a few things, and it all worked out in the end. To this day, I'm sure that is the Christmas that stands out in her mind.