imma gonna try . and your right we are here all the time before . we get healthy and boom we are off doing thing we havent been abe to do in years.

i am sure we will all find time to get together this summer. maybe a pit*****ook out thing whats everyone think

vicki

MY HEART BREAKS FOR ELLEN AND DANA,
LORD KEEP THEM SAFE , HOLD THEM CLOSE LET THEM KNOW WE LOVE THEM AND ARE HERE IF ANYTHING AND I MEAN ANYTHING IS NEEDED.
VICKI

Three years ago, a little boy and his grandmother came to see SantaAt the Mayfair Mall in Wisconsin. The child climbed up on his lap,Holding a picture of a little girl. "Who is this?" asked Santa, smiling."Your friend? Your sister?'"  

"Yes, Santa,' he replied. "My sister, Sarah, who is very sick," he said sadly.Santa glanced over at the grandmother who was waiting nearby, and Saw her dabbing her eyes with a tissue. "She wanted to come with me To see you, oh, so very much, Santa!" the child exclaimed.  "She misses You," he added softly. 

Santa tried to be cheerful and encouraged a smile to the boy's face,Asking him what he wanted Santa to bring him for Christmas. When they finished their visit, the grandmother came over to help The child off his lap, and started to say something to Santa, but Halted.

"What is it?" Santa asked warmly."Well, I know it's really too much to ask you, Santa, but ...," the Old woman began, shooing her grandson over to one of Santa's Elves to collect the little gift which Santa gave all his young visitors."The girl in the photograph... my granddaughter well, you see ...

She has leukemia and isn't expected to make it even through theHolidays," she said through tear-filled eyes. "Is there any way, Santa, any possible way that you could come See Sarah? That's all she's asked for, for Christmas, is to see Santa."

Santa blinked and swallowed hard and told the woman to leave Information with his elves as to where Sarah was, and he would  see What he could do. Santa thought of little else the rest of that afternoon. He knew what he had to do.  "What if it were MY child lying in that Hospital bed, dying," he thought with a sinking heart, "This is the Least I can do."

When Santa finished visiting with all the boys and girls that Evening, he retrieved from his helper the name of the hospital Where Sarah was staying. He asked the assistant location manager How to get to Children's Hospital. 

"Why?" Rick asked, with a puzzled look on his face.Santa relayed to him the conversation with Sarah's grandmother Earlier that day. "C'mon.....I'll take you there." Rick said softly.Rick drove them to the hospital and went inside with Santa.They found out which room Sarah was in. A pale Rick said he would Wait out in the hall.Santa quietly peeked into the room through the half-closed door and Saw little Sarah on the bed.The room was full of what appeared to be her family; there was the Grandmother and the girl's brother he had met earlier that day.A woman who he guessed was Sarah's mother stood by the bed,Gently pushing Sarah's thin hair off her forehead.

And another woman, who he discovered later, was Sarah's aunt, sat in A chair near the bed with a weary, sad look on her face. They were Talking quietly and Santa could sense the warmth and closeness of The family, and their love and concern for Sarah.Taking a deep breath, and forcing a smile on his face, Santa entered The room, bellowing a hearty, "Ho, ho, ho!" "Santa!" shrieked little Sarah weakly, as she tried to escape her bed  To run to him, IV tubes intact. Santa rushed to her side and gave her  A warm hug.  A child the tender age of his own son -- 9 years old --  Gazed up at him with wonder and excitement.

Her skin was pale and her short tresses bore tell-tale bald patches From the effects of chemotherapy. But all he saw when he looked At her was a pair of huge, blue eyes. His heart melted, and he had To force himself to choke back tears.  

Though his eyes were riveted upon Sarah's face, he could hear the Gasps and quiet sobbing of the women in the room.As he and Sarah began talking, the family crept quietly to the bedside One by one, squeezing Santa's shoulder or his hand gratefully,Whispering, "Thank you," as they gazed sincerely at him with shining eyes. Santa and Sarah talked and talked, and she told him excitedly all The toys she wanted for Christmas, assuring him she'd been a very good girl that year. As their time together dwindled, Santa felt led in his spirit to pray for Sarah, and asked for permission from the girl's mother. She nodded in

Agreement and the entire family circled around Sarah's bed, holding hands.Santa looked intensely at Sarah and asked her if she believed in Angels. "Oh, yes, Santa.... I do!" she exclaimed."Well, I'm going to ask that angels watch over you," he said. Laying One hand on the child's head, Santa closed his eyes and prayed. He Asked that God touch little Sarah, and heal her body from this disease. He asked that angels minister to her, watch and keep her. And when He finished praying, still with eyes closed, he started singing, softly, "Silent Night, Holy Night.... all is calm, all is bright..." "The family joined in, still holding hands, smiling at Sarah, and Crying tears of hope, tears of joy for this moment, as Sarah beamed  At them all.  When the song ended, Santa sat on the side of the bed again and held Sarah's frail, small hands in his own. "Now, Sarah," he said authoritatively, You have a job to do, and that is to concentrate on getting well. I want you To have fun playing with your friends this summer and I expect to see you At my house at Mayfair Mall this time next year!"  He knew it was risky proclaiming that to this little girl who had Terminal cancer, but he "had" to. He had to give her the greatest Gift he could -- not dolls or games or toys -- but the gift of HOPE."Yes, Santa!" Sarah exclaimed, her eyes bright. He leaned down and Kissed her on the forehead and left the room. Out in the hall, the minute Santa's eyes met Rick's, a look passed Between them and they wept unashamedly.Sarah's mother and grandmother slipped out of the room quickly and Rushed to Santa's side to thank him. "My only child is the same age as Sarah," he explained quietly. "This is the least I could do." They nodded with understanding and Hugged him. One year later, Santa Mark was again back on the set in Milwaukee For his six-week, seasonal job which he so loves to do. Several weeks  Went by and then one day a child came up to sit on his lap. "Hi, Santa! Remember me?!"  "Of course, I do," Santa proclaimed (as he always does), smiling down  At her. After all, the secret to being a "good" Santa is to always make  Each child feels as if he or she is the "only" child in the world at that moment. "You came to see me in the hospital last year!"  

Santa's jaw dropped.  Tears immediately sprang in his eyes, and he grabbed  This little miracle and held her to his chest. "Sarah!" he exclaimed. He scarcely Recognized her, for her hair was long and silky and her cheeks were Rosy -- much different from the little girl he had visited just a year before. He looked over and saw Sarah's mother and grandmother in the sidelines Smiling and waving and wiping their eyes. That was the best Christmas ever for Santa Claus. He had witnessed -- and been blessed to be instrumental in bringing About -- this miracle of hope. This precious little child was healed. Cancer-free. Alive and well. He silently looked up to Heaven and Humbly whispered, "Thank you, Father.’ is a very, Merry Christmas!"If you believe in miracles you will pass this on...I did!  God will never bring you to a place he cannot bring you through.Live Simply, Love Generously, Care Deeply.Speak Kindly and Leave the Rest to God


this one made me cry and have tons of hope for the family that have loved ones who are ill

vicki

JUST WANTED TO THANK YOU SHERRI GETTING THIS GOING IT HAS BEEN FUN. I SO ENJOY BEING AN ELF..
I HOPE THAT MORE WILL JOIN IN.

WELL MY ELF WAS OK. I GOT 2 SMALL GIFT CARDS . I LOVE AND A CARD THAT SAID" HAVE FUN WITH THIS WITH JIM" BUT UMMM WAS NOTHING IN IT BUT AN EMPTY SAMPLE CARD OF A PURFUME FROM AVON. NOT SURE WHAT THAT WAS ALL ABOUT . JIM AND I LOOKED AT EACH OTHER AND JUST KIND OF SHRUGGED.
THAT WAS IT NOTHING ELSE NO ECARDS ( WHICH I LOVE) BUT HEY YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT WAS GOING ON . AND THATS OK.

WELL WORK IS YELLING AT ME HAVE A BLESSED DAY

VICKI

awww ellen was fun being your elf. and jims son is a good kid and lives right down the road from you. i am just glad you liked the things i got for you . i know your skin needs loveing care so i was making sure it would be ok for you.

you and dana have a very merry christmas and a blessed new year and hope to see you at the clothing exchange in january.

love you too
vicki