Was the Grinch right?

This past Sunday evening Jim and I set out to wrap and assemble gifts for our children to avoid the Christmas Eve wrapping frenzy.  Jim and I opened the train table I ordered for Jack, only to find the table legs cracked in half.  I called Toys R Us right away and was told that the train table was sold out from every warehouse in the country and could not be replaced.  No other table could be substituted and I would have to repackage the damaged table and ship it back to the store for a refund.

I explained to the employee that this was my son's Christmas gift and couldn't he please do something.  The employee made up a ticket for a supervisor to call me, which has not yet happened.

I was very sad.  Then the quote from the Grinch came to me:  “And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow, stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons. It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags. And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore. Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before. What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store. What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.” 

Each year as I watch the Grinch special on ABC I think about the end, where they all join hands and sing, even though everything is gone.  Would I really be able to do that? If my presents and tree were stolen by a Grinch would I still hold Christmas in my heart?

Even though the train table is what I wanted to give Jack,  I know Christmas will be okay.  And perhaps it means a little bit more?

Of all my memories, the gifts I received are the ones that are hardest to reach.

That's how I know Christmas will be okay without the train table, and that it really is a little bit more.