Day 325: Footnotes of Sometimes, Santa Drives a Jeep

When I bought my Jeep Compass, I had no idea what I was getting myself into, but what an adventure it has become.


I’ll be honest, and you’ll know that I am when I say that if I had my choice, I would have purchased a Wrangler. I really wanted a Wrangler, but..being the responsible, mature, financially frugal spoilsport, I went with what I knew I could pay for more easily and that was my blue Compass, Star.


One day while scrolling through social media I saw photos of a long jeep parade for toys for tots. I wanted to be a part of that. I felt drawn to this group, but had no idea how to accomplish that goal and desire. When I was talking about it with my son, turned out he knew a member of the group and even worked with her husband. In short order, I was accepted into the group and was planning to attend a gathering that was not far from my house.

When I arrived, I was wandering around like a lost puppy not sure where to go or who to talk with. My son would have simply walked up and started talking with the first person he came to as that’s his way. It isn’t mine though. As it was, I was quickly introduced to founders of the group, given a chair and was drawn in as if I had always been a part. It felt so right.


Since that first day, I and my son have been able to attend several events. Nowhere hear as many as I would like but we all have our limitations. I’ve even attended one or two without my son.


Now, the point of this write. The purpose of the group, is sharing, is love, is charity. It was created for that and has worked hard at fulfilling that cause. They’ve done birthday parades, they’ve donated to various charities, they’ve taken care of needs and they’ve gathered simply to spend time together as family.


Today was one of those charitable events. Today we took gifts to  a place called LOTC Least of These Carolina. They take care of the needs of children in foster care and help those who are aging out. Today, we met a few blocks up the road from the building, made sure every jeep had at least one bag to donate and set off to deliver. If you could have seen the expressions of those who were there to accept our donations. When they saw that the Jeeps just kept coming, along with the donations.


My son was driving my Jeep as I’m still working on building up my courage to drive in a convoy such as this, but I’ll get there. The thing about not driving though, I can see more of what is going on around us. I can see the Jeeps lined up, waiting or the passengers jumping out to drop off their donations so as to be able to get out of the way quicker. I can hear the sounds of laughter and amazement. I can feel the energy and the love that enveloped the place and the people. The warm feeling of knowing that you are helping, that there will be kids who will receive a gift after all.


After dropping off our donation we left the parking lot and drove around to the designated meeting area not far away. Once everyone was there we talked for a few moments, agreed that it was amazing and planned on doing this again. Then, everyone began to disperse to where they needed or wanted to go. Movies, shopping or off to eat. I needed to go and pick up the stuff that I didn’t get the other day when I was with mom. The warm, fuzzy feeling still within my heart, and me still proudly wearing my Santa cap. Which may be part of the reason my son didn’t go into the store with me.


I know now that I need to watch and hope for good sales on gifts for the kids. I know they need winter wear and are accepting donations for that–and toys. Or even money that would go toward helping and providing for these kids. (So if anyone wants to donate to the cause, just hit me up) I told the group leader and head heart, that I may not be able to do much, but I’ll do what I can. Her response was just be there for support. And on yes, I do support this group, this family, this cause that is love.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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