Christmas carolling at the hospital

I spent my precious Christmas day with old sick folks that I never knew, and to see some of them tear, laugh, clap, or listen was a present enough. It wasn’t my first time, but it touches me every time. Most of them were alone and I just wanted to show them that they weren’t.

I went in with the purpose of singing carols and showering them with love, but I left the hospital FEELING LOVED.

I guess when you give, you actually receive.

“No parties Estelle?” People seemed disappointed and shocked.


“Why Not?” I wouldn’t celebrate Christmas any other way.

Could Christmas be any more awesome than this?



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