Moments like these...

Today I was contemplating my financial situation. Not really a bad one, but getting extremely tight at the moment. I just bought a fridge for my new house, with cash. I found it on KSL and to tell you the truth was quite proud of myself for the fact that I was able to do that. Though now the sellers want to leave theirs, but they don't want to just include it with the house, they want to sell it to me. Which was fine, they were only asking for $50 more than the one I bought, and it's a much bigger and nicer fridge so I turned around and resold the first fridge. I just paid my last months rent. I go in and sign the papers for my house on Monday, and I have to take my down payment with me. I have a majority of it in a money market, but not all of it, so the rest will have to come out of my checking. Are you keeping track here? Fridge, plus another $50 to keep the one in the house, rent, down payment. This is starting to add up in drastic ways. I've been crunching numbers in my head all day. It's close. Oh man is it close. And any extras above these things are absolutely going to have to wait until next payday. Sorry power bill... Christmas will be small this year. But I'm not too worried about that. I'm still very proud of the fact that on top of everything else, I have gotten Christmas for my girlies, and I still have not asked my parents for any help financially since being on my own. The girls can learn the life lesson that some years you have it and some years you don't, right?
At 8:45 a knock came on my door. I answered it and an envelope fell to the ground. I looked around and didn't see anyone. I brought the envelope inside. You may see what's coming. I had a suspicion. I opened the envelope with my name on it, and the card with no signature, and found a generous sum of money. Of course the tears came immediately, as well as the prayers. I'm pretty sure I would have made it OK through this. But the fact that someone, who doesn't even know what number crunching I've been doing, thought of me as a single mom, and wanted to make sure I had enough for a Christmas for my girls. I wish I could express my gratitude to them. I wish somehow they could know. It was just enough that I'm breathing a little bit easier about things. And it makes me so thankful that for years previous to this I've gone out and helped others with Christmas. And I will make certain that it is something I will continue to do as soon as I am able to again. Merry Christmas to all of you that I love. May the Lord take care of you as He has me. I'm always here for any of my family and friends, for I know that at some point, I will need you too.