Tuesday, December 19, 2017

The Red Kettle and me




 
Sometimes in life there are things that are just meant to be. Unbeknownst to me, I think I was destined to work for The Salvation Army. I was more than hesitant about working here for the first few days (maybe weeks), just based on some interviews and then my first few weeks. It was not the best start to any job. Thankfully, it has turned around and become a place I am really excited to go every day and am excited about the work I do and the people I do it with. But really what I am most excited about is the change that The Army makes in the world. They (rather, we) make a significant positive to the community we are in.

The reason I started this post by saying sometimes you are just destined to be part of something is that ever since I can remember, I put money into the red kettles. I am not sure where it started or how, but in high school I would save my change all year (in jars or more likely bowls) and then starting at Thanksgiving I would put handfuls of change in my pockets before I took a trip anywhere. When I was in high school, the mall was THE PLACE to go to socialize, hang with friends, eat- basically do anything. And we lived less than a mile from the mall. So if I wasn't at a school or church function, you'd likely find me at the mall with friends. And in my Letterman's jacket that jingled and jangled with its metals, so pockets full of change didn't really make a sound. I would just empty my pockets as we entered the mall. My friends would sometimes tease me and ask why. My response was always the same- it just seems like a good thing to do. What else should I do with all that change. Sometimes, they'd add more. And my less than good friends would roll their eyes and keep going (probably a reason we aren't lifelong pals!).

Well, fast forward, 20 plus years and according to my neice, I am in charge of all those red kettle pople (not true, but funny!). One of my tasks is taking care of our local celebrity ringers. Read: weather people (um, LOVE!), newscasters, mascots, firemen, and others at the Celebrity Corner downtown Chicago. While being out there, I have witnessed the beauty and goodness of humanity (and some craziness, too!). In particular, this last Friday as I was ringing by myself while I waited for the firemen to arrive, a man who was obviously down on his luck came up to the bucket and folded up a $5 bill and put it in the kettle. He told me that "The Salvation Army helps him everyday. That we make his life the best it can be and just give love". He wished me a Merry Christmas and went on his way. I was choking back tears and thanked him and wished him a Merry Christmas.
This. This is the best of humanity. The people that have the least amount to share, share the most. $5 has never seemed like so much. It's been a few days and I am still teary eyed when I see his face in my minds eye. He is the reason we stand at a kettle and ring a bell. He is the reason to give during the holiday season. He is the good in the world.

As I've gotten older and use less and less cash (much to Frank's dismay!), I don't have a years worth of change to share. But I do put what I have in the kettle- even before I really knew all the good that TSA does!
But now that I know and am much more aware of the options to give and the amazing ROI that comes from kettles (nearly 90 cents for every dollar is used for programs- meals, housing, emergency services), I decided to start an online kettle. My goal is to raise $1000. I set that goal because two of our kettles were stolen and it equated to about $1000 worth of loss. If you're inclined and don't always have cash but want to put money in a kettle- consider a gift here:

http://give.salvationarmyusa.org/goto/Jessica_Zamarripa

Thanks for helping me "Do the Most Good"

Love and Merry Christmas! 
Jessica

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

A life of Happy Chaos

I have been meaning to write this for two weeks. 
Life. Events. Work. It all gets in the way. 
But here we go...

Two weeks ago, I married my person. We hosted 70 friends and family and celebrated our love for one another and for those we love. And it was perfect. 
I mean it. Everything was exactly as it should be. 

It was more than just a few hours, it was a whole weekend. I was very skeptical when Frank said he wanted to host Thanksgiving the day before the wedding. I mean, seriously. Who does that?! Well, apparently, we do. And it was THE BEST day! We hosted 25 adults, 7 kids and 5 dogs. It was literally happy chaos. I loved every single minute. I found myself looking around and just watching. Then I'd get choked up. It was our people, all together. I looked at my husband and he just twinkled- all day. It was loud and busy and so very happy. And we hadn't even gotten to the wedding day yet! 

By 10am on Friday the house was filled with people and chaos once again. And once again, I kept finding myself pausing, looking around and taking it all in. And it was so joyful. And again, I kept choking up. My heart was so full. It was all my favorite people in one place, all together. Joy. 

Instead of recapping the whole of everything, I am just going to list my very favorite moments:
  • Getting a manicure and pedicure with my mom and Papa
  • Enjoying a leisurely cup of coffee and conversation with my mama before we got busy building centerpieces and cooking turkey
  • seeing Frank's eyes twinkle with joy as our home was filled with so many we love
  • hearing conversation and laughter in every room of our house
  • watching our people make connections with one another and becoming friends
  • laughing with my brother about "losing control"
  • seeing C fall head over heals for Walter
  • enjoying a quiet cup of coffee, snuggles with my pups and writing my vows before the happy chaos began again
  • seeing Maria obviously feel so pretty after her hair was done
  • Hot Pink Sparkle shoes (both pair!)
  • sharing quiet moments with each of my munchkins
  • Steph helping the girlies do their nails and figure out what hairstyle they wanted
  • Gus telling Jenny she was the most beautiful momma in the world
  • helping get Gus and Jade ready (before mom and dad helped)
  • having a quiet moment getting ready with Jenny
  • laughing with my First Dude (again)
  • laughing with Erica (always)
  • the moment my mom saw me in my dress- she doesn't cry anymore and couldn't stop.
  • hugging my dad
  • seeing Frank in the kitchen when he didn't know I was watching. He was so handsome
  • learning that Walter is fiercely protective of his pack
  • walking into the venue- it was so beautiful (Papa, Uncle Tim and the crew did such a good job)
  • being able to hug and greet people when they arrived
  • the little shared moment with Erica before we all walked down the "aisle"
  • laughing with my dad and discussing whether or not he should carry the truck down the aisle
  • the dudes all carrying a beer (and walking a dog!)
  • the remarks
  • the vows
  • forgetting (and then remembering) the rings!
  • being with all of our people
Like I said, it was more perfect than anything I ever expected. It was truly the perfect way to begin a marriage. To begin a life of happy chaos.