Every Christmas, God Left a Gift But I Never Saw Who Brought It #god #love #wonderful #mystery

The first Christmas after my husband passed, I was completely alone. No kids. No family. Just quiet. I cried myself to sleep. Next morning, there was a wrapped box on my porch. No name. Inside: a scarf, a card that said, “You’re not forgotten.” Next year, it happened again — gloves. Then again. And again. For 9 years. Every Christmas morning, a gift. No note beyond that one phrase. I asked my neighbors. No one saw anything. Then, on the tenth year — nothing came. Just snow. I sat on the porch and whispered, “Thank you.” And I swear… I felt a warmth wrap around me. Like someone was there. Maybe an angel? Maybe just a kind stranger? I still don’t know. But I never felt alone again.
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