I want to tell you a Christmas story. On Nov. 16, 2011 my husband died suddenly, leaving me alone with our three young children. A few weeks later two Davis County police officers came by and told me that they wanted to “do Christmas” for us.
Because it has been a struggle to even get out of bed each morning, plus take care of my children, I didn’t pay much attention to the coming holiday. I wondered if it was going to happen at all.
But boy did it happen.
The Wednesday before Christmas I was taken to Walmart by a police officer to buy some things that were on my children’s wish list and then things that they needed. It was amazing.
Thursday evening I had 20-30 police cars arrive at my home. Lights a blazin. There was Santa Claus, all our purchases wrapped up in beautiful packaging and presents for me. I have several hair and spa appointments that I am very much looking forward to in the New Year. There were police officers from Roy to Woods Cross, many with their families. There was a new battery for my car. They even put it in.
It was truly a wonderful sight. The children got to sit in the police car and turn on the siren.
My neighbors freaked out a little, until they saw Santa Claus and knew all must be OK.
Tonight as I climb into bed, for the first time in a long time I am confident that things are going to work out for me and my little family. The Davis County Sheriff’s Department made that happen.
I am so grateful.
A Davis County mom