Smorgasbord Blog Magazine – Posts from Your Archives – 2022 – Christmas and New Year Special – HANDS – A #Christmas Story by Jan Sikes

Since this series began in January 2018 there have been over 1200 Posts from Your Archives where bloggers have taken the opportunity to share posts to a new audience…

The topics have ranged from travel, childhood, recipes, history, family and the most recent series was #PotLuck where I shared a random selection of different topics.

This series is along the same lines and is a celebration of Christmas and New Year.

Today author Jan Sikes shares a Christmas story that highlights the fact that this time of year is not a happy one for so many, but there is still room for a random act of kindness.


HANDS – A #Christmas Story

A heavy blanket of snow covered the city.

The commute had been brutal and after finally arriving at my office building, two hours late, I hurried across the street to the front door.

Homeless people are not an uncommon sight in the city. We become immune to them after a while. Why don’t they just get a job like the rest of us?

But, on this frigid morning, I found my attention drawn to a thin man huddled against the wall as if he could somehow draw warmth from the bricks.

Humph! Well, he made the choice to be out in this blizzard. But then, my attention went to his hands. He wore a coat and hat, but no gloves. As I watched, he drew his coat collar up higher and tugged his hat down, then thrust his hands into his pockets.

I wore expensive leather fur-lined gloves and still my hands were numb. I couldn’t imagine how his frozen his fingers must burn from the cold. While I watched, he drew them back out of his pockets, blew on them, then quickly thrust them back inside as if to hold that minute bit of heat.

I rushed through the door into the warmth of the building, the man forgotten. After all, as I said, it is a common sight in the city.

At lunch, I dashed outside with two co-workers to the Deli two doors down. Once again, the thin man with no gloves drew my attention. I must be getting soft. Maybe because it’s almost Christmas and we all get sentimental around the holiday.

What was it about him? He didn’t hold a sign and didn’t appear to be begging. He simply appeared to be melting into the side of the building he leaned against. Then he raised his eyes to meet mine and I saw a depth of pain that shook me down to my toes. Once again, I turned my back and darted into the Deli to a bowl of hot soup.

Maybe I should take some to the man. That would ease my conscience. When I checked out, I ordered a bowl to go. After my co-workers headed back inside, I made my way through the drifts across the street to the thin man. Without a word, I approached and held out the sack from the Deli.

He looked away as if embarrassed.

“Here. I got this for you. Maybe it will help warm you.”

His hands trembled when he took the bag. He mumbled. “Thanks, mister.”

“Do you have somewhere you could go to get out of the cold today?”

He shook his head.

“Well, try to stay warm.” I turned and rushed back to work.

That evening, as I pulled on my fur-lined leather gloves, I once again thought of the thin man and his cold hands.

When I stepped out onto the snowy sidewalk, he remained huddled in the same spot that he’d been glued to all day. Once again, I trudged across the street.

“Hey, mister. You’re going to freeze to death out here. You need to go to the Salvation Army or somewhere.”

Tears filled the old man’s eyes when he looked up at me. “She’ll be here any minute.”

“Someone is coming to get you?”

He nodded.

“Well, then the least I can do is give you some gloves to help keep your hands warm while you wait.” I slipped off my expensive gloves and thrust them into the man’s hands.

He gave me a toothless grin and slipped them on. He flexed his fingers, nodded and huddled even closer to the building.

When I turned to walk away, I knew the old man would be dead before morning and he would die with my fur-lined gloves on. I couldn’t stop the tears that filled my eyes.

I plunged my now cold hands deep into my pockets and made my way toward the train for the long journey home. Somehow I felt redeemed by giving the old fellow my gloves.

When I passed by a department store, I ducked inside and bought a new pair for myself.

Cold hands, warm heart. Wasn’t that how the saying went?

Merry Christmas!

“It is better to give than to receive.”

©Jan Sikes 2022

My thanks to Jan for sharing this poignant story with us.

A small selection of books by Jan Sikes

One of the reviews for Saddled Hearts

writester 5.0 out of 5 stars This One Has It All  Reviewed in the United States on October 30, 2022

This is the third and (to my knowledge) final installment of the White Rune series. After enjoying the first two, I really looked forward to reading the third. Let me tell you, the wait was worth it.

This story focuses on Colt and Sage, with cameos by some of our old favorites in her earlier works. It’s always a pleasure to me to say hi to old friends, and it was no different this time. But her leads steal the show. Colt is a girl’s dream—part cowboy, part musician. Someone with a heart of gold who doesn’t deserve his misfortunes. But he’s got a bunch of them. An absentee father, a deceased grandfather, the potential loss of his livelihood, and the unwanted/unwarranted attention of the police for murder. When he and Sage connect, it’s because he doesn’t know where else to turn. And while some people might consider her gifts to be delusions or flights of fancy, he takes her seriously. Readers can see the sparks from the second they shared a page. She is kind and sweet and generous, his perfect partner in every way. Watching them fight every obstacle in their path is a thrill. And the climax of the story will leave you breathless. 

Read the reviews and buy the books: Amazon US – And : Amazon UK – Website: Jan SikesGoodreads: Jan on Goodreads – Twitter: @rijanjks

About Jan Sikes

Jan Sikes is an award-winning Texas author who has been called a wordsmith by her peers. She openly admits that she never set out in life to be an author. But she had a story to tell. Not just any story, but a true story that rivals any fiction creation. You simply can’t make this stuff up. It all happened. She chose to create fictitious characters to tell the story through, and they bring the intricately woven tale to life in an entertaining way. She released a series of music CDs to accompany the four biographical fiction books and then published a book of poetry and art to complete the story circle.

And now that the story is told, this author can’t find a way to put down the pen. She continues to write fiction and has published many short stories with a series of novels waiting in the wings. Jan is a member of the Author’s Marketing Guild, The Writer’s League of Texas, Romance Writers of America, and the Paranormal Writer’s Guild. I am an avid fan of Texas music and grandmother of five beautiful souls. I reside in North Texas.

94 thoughts on “Smorgasbord Blog Magazine – Posts from Your Archives – 2022 – Christmas and New Year Special – HANDS – A #Christmas Story by Jan Sikes

  1. What a poignant and moving story. You really touched a nerve and the heart with that one, Jan.
    Thanks for resharing it, Sally. It’s a perfect read for this time of year.

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  2. I loved the acts of kindness in this story and hope they’d been enough. I hope the man’s “she” showed up and that there was a happy ending to this tale. A thought-provoking story, Jan. Thanks for sharing, Sally.

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  3. A thoughtful story,
    indeed we often walk past or look the other way because it is uncomfortable and you cannot help everyone.
    But even little gestures can make a difference

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  4. Thanks for sharing this very heart touching story, Jan! I will see it also as a reminder, because the next weeks and months we surely will see more people than ever, in need of our help.It’s a horrible situation these times. Best wishes, Michael

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  5. So poignant. It makes me angry for those who have no compassion toward the homeless. It could easily be our son, daughter, grandson, or granddaughter.

    It also made me think of the last day of vacation before the Winter Break. Most of the kids were understandably excited about Christmas and their two-week vacation. On the other hand, there often was a child or two in the class who were genuinely sad because they had so little and school was their safest and most stable place.

    Well done, Jan!

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    • Oh, Pete, your comment tore at my heartstrings. I am sure you saw everything in your years of teaching. My heart goes out to the innocent children and helpless elderly, especially this time of year. Every child deserves at least a warm meal on Christmas. If only we could change the world! Thank you for your wonderful comment. If I could get to you, I would hug your neck!

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