12/07/2025
This page has been quiet this year for so many reasons. Today, I wanted to gently step back in and share a piece of my heart with all of you. This is Cheryl Campbell.
I will be going live in the coming days. Once I have the date and time, I will be sure to post it.
As many of you know, our final Angel Season is coming to a close. Just as always, we began in September, collecting, processing, tagging, shopping for missing items, and delivering everything to our partner locations early in December so families and seniors could receive their gifts in time for the holidays.
It is with a full heart that I say this will be our last season.
Eighteen years ago, I began this nonprofit with the help of so many incredible people. What started as a small dream grew into something far bigger than I ever imagined. But somewhere along the way, I slowly began to lose pieces of myself.
Christmas was always sacred to me. I used to decorate my home for days, host gatherings year after year, entertain friends and family, shop early, and pour so much thought into every gift. Over time, those traditions faded away. The joy I once felt became something I gave only to others.
This year, our Angel numbers were about half of what they normally are. We expect around 550 angels, plus over 100 residents in nursing homes. And while that is still a beautiful number of lives touched, it gave me the space to finally pause.
This year, I made a promise to myself to bring the feeling back. My home is decorated again. Gingerbread houses are waiting to be built. I even want to host a gingerbread house contest. My shopping is almost done. For the first time in a long time, I feel present in the season again.
Running the Gala took everything I had in me. I am not someone who can do anything halfway. Over the years, while Christmas stayed magical for the families we served, I think it slowly took from me, and from my team, and from our own families too.
So now, I am stepping into something new. Something smaller. Something rooted in healing. Something meant for me and my family.
To every single person who has stood by us, worked alongside us, filled a request, hosted a tree, collected, processed, donated, volunteered, showed up, and believed in this mission… thank you. There will never be enough words.
You built this with me. You carried this with me. And I will be forever grateful.
More to come when I go live.
With love and gratitude,
Cheryl 💛