From Chicken Soup for the Mother's Soul

How Santa Knew

Nineteen years ago, I was going through a terrible divorce. Near Christmas, I took my young daughter, Kim, to see Santa at a local department store. I thought I knew what she wanted, so I didn’t listen closely. But on Christmas morning, she seemed very disappointed. She wouldn’t tell me why.

During the next year, I met and married a wonderful man named Sam. On our first Christmas, there was a huge box under the tree for me. It was a 12-place setting of beautiful dishes—something that I’d needed and wanted but that was too much of a luxury before.

I asked Sam how in the world he’d known how much I wanted new dishes. He explained that he’d never forgotten the little girl who had sat on his lap the previous Christmas—and who told him that all she wanted for Christmas was new dishes for her mom.

Faye Porter

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