50 Of The Most Wholesome Christmas Posts That May Restore Your Faith In Humanity

It’s a small accomplishment, but a welcome one.

A couple months ago I came outside and found a homeless woman named Ann on my stoop next to where I park my Vespa. We talked for a bit and I told her that there is a child with special needs in the building and I would appreciate it if she didn't hang out there. She totally understood. Whenever I’d see her on my neighbor’s stoop she says hi. A few nights later when she was asleep on my neighbor's stoop she caught a guy trying to steal my Vespa. She chased the dude off and called the cops.

Ann is a single mother who lost her home to medical debt. Her son has been in foster care while she sleeps on the street so that she can finish her treatment.

So I was surprised last week when she told me they were getting off the streets and into a new apartment. I asked her what I could get her for her unfurnished apartment. She said, "Nothing for me, I just wish I could give my son a real Christmas." I didn't know what to do so I told her, "Have your son write a letter to Santa. I'll make sure he gets it."

I won't be able to see my family this Christmas and I was sad about it. But thinking about this gave me something to smile about. I knew that whatever I got for my family could go well or not. But that if I got the kid anything it would be better than what I knew he'd get (nothing).

He wrote: "Dear santa if u can save mommy and don't let her die I don't want any gifts. That's what I want most. After that I want clothing and food for me and mamma. A scooter, tv, video games for learning, hatchimal, gloves scarf and hat set and mommy to get off her meds and never have to feel sick or sad again."

How could I not get a scooter for the guy whose mom saved mine from getting stolen?

Merry Christmas, Anthony. You'll be able to start the New Year with your mom and help her get better. Santa is furnishing your new apartment. I hope you like Star Wars sheets and don't mind eating mac and cheese a couple nights a week. Thanks for being tough for your mamma. Tough guys ride tough bikes.

I’m proud of her. Merry Christmas! Over 150 toys this year!

She's been lying about not being fed ever since.

We took our new pup to a park for 30 minutes and played some tug-of-war, and she's been like this for over an hour. Guess she's the right amount of dog for us.

My brother, Max, is 25 years old and mentally about a 5 year old. He's mentally and physically disabled and the only thing he wants for Christmas is a Blue Police Hummer truck, made in 2000.

Part of his Hummer convoy, decorated for their own Thanksgiving parade. All my brother is asking for Christmas is a blue Tonka Hummer truck. Which would be a lot easier if they weren't produced in 2000. And if we hadn't bought every other one on eBay for the last 17 years. He plays with them for hours daily, so a lot of them have broken down and been used for parts over the years.

This specific model has levers on the back to adjust the winch and to move it forwards and backwards. It's also slow enough for him to keep up with.

He hates the rubber tires, so they come off immediately. It needs to have a metal hook. I've tried making him resin cast copies over the years, but he only likes the metal ones. I've tried painting the orange or red ones blue, but he can tell the difference.

It is mission impossible to find one of these trucks, but thanks to the internet Max got his new truck for Christmas!

I only found this out today.