Sharing

Years ago when the kids were young, we always went to Grandma's house for Thanksgiving dinner.  Usually the Sunday before or after Thanksgiving we would have our own turkey dinner for just us.  Stacy had some friends that were coming over after dinner to play.  Kids that lived down the street and didn't have much.  We were saying the prayer prior to eating our feast and said if we could share this meal with someone who doesn't have any, please let us.  That exact second the doorbell rang.  It was the two girls two hours early.  They saw the turkey and all the fixings and their eyes were like saucers.  They said they ate but we set a plate for them anyway.  They ate a little of everything.  It was so nice to share that meal with those two girls because I knew  they wouldn't be eating turkey at home.  I even talked them into "doggie bags!"  Their smiles were all the thank you I needed.  What a wonderful day!.....