08/22/2026
I love my part time job. I love all the volunteers and workers who make Anna’s Closet so special. We are a very nice thrift shop… I like to call it a boutique that serves the community by not only having a nice affordable place to shop but also passing on the money made to support local ministries. This place has been such a blessing to me in so many ways.
Well anyway, I was taking in a donation from an elderly woman. She didn’t have much… however when we got to the last two items, she began to tear up. First she handed me a crystal cream pitcher and sugar bowl that had long lost its gold gilding. These were from my mother. I have used them for every Holiday. I told her it was beautiful.
Next with such care, she handed me something wrapped in pink tissue paper. She slowly unwrapped it and began to cry. She said, this was given to me from my Mother the day I was born. It was in perfect condition. I said, are you sure that you are ready to give this away? She said she never had a daughter or granddaughter to give it to. No, I need to let it go.
I said, do you mind if I ask you, your first name? She said… my name is Marsha. I said, my name is Thom and I will buy this and take it home with me. I will name her Marsha and tell everyone who asks your story.
I do have a daughter and two special granddaughters who I love so much.
I will cherish your item. It will have a good home and be loved. She hugged me and said thank you several times. Whether the story is true or exaggerated… I don’t care.
I have been warned about being so soft and asking questions. But I just could not pretend that I didn’t see her tears.
Yes, I was given a gift when I decided to take a little job that would fill my heart in such a big way.
