When my children were very young, someone filed a false charge of abuse against me. A worker from CPS came to my home to check out the complaint. She examined my four children, all five years old or younger. She also spoke with with a woman I cared for who had multiple sclorosis, who was the mother of my friend and living with my family. The worker asked if anyone in the home worked. At the time my children's father was the only one working. I was asked if I was the sole caregiver for my children, my friend's mother, and the household. I answered yes. My home was clean, eveyone fed, wearing clean neat clothes, and the children were happy, but we were just barely getting by. She made her visit in September. Early in December of the same year I again received a phone call from the CPS worker. She asked if she could come by to see how we were doing. When she arrived, I welcomed her into the house but she wanted me to come outside to her. In the trunk of her car, this woman who I had only ever visited with one other time, had supplied Christmas gifts for my children! There were toys and clothes for all four children and my friend's mom. I cried because I hadn't had any idea how we were going to buy gifts for the children. She also gave me a gift card for the supermarket so I could buy a Christmas feast! She didn't know me, yet she brought me a miracle Christmas with her simple act of kindness.