blast from the past

OK so when I think of my childhood I dont have very many fond memories. But there was a time when I was about 9 that I wrote a letter to santa because we were broke again and I knew we’d have no christmas. We didnt even have winter coats. I asked to please just bring my sisters and brother gifts and a new coat. Well, I didnt realize at the time but it is actually the post master who gets all the santa letters. He read mine and I guess something stood out to him because he contacted me. He brought all of us tons of gifts and more than that he and his family started picking us up about once a month and we’d stay the weekend with them. It was the only sense of normalcy we ever seen. Until we met them we didnt know what a real family was supposed to be like. didnt realize that a mom and dad kissed boo boos and held you when you’re sick. Well, stuff happens and after about 3 years we lost contact. I have thought of them often thru the years wondering if they remembered me. My sister called me this morning and said she had a dream about this family. So i got on the computer and started hunting for them. Well guess what! I found them! We are all getting together soon. They were equally as happy to hear from me as I was to be talking to them. Its like I’ve found a long lost family member. I am on cloud nine. I cant stop smiling. today is a good day!!!!