A suitcase. An overlarge, plain brown suitcase. With wheels. I woke up this morning thinking about it. Two weeks ago, several of my employees came to me and we talked about how, even in this recession, our business has been relatively good and how fortunate we all were to have jobs and the talk grew to helping someone less fortunate.

My service manager, Steve, asked me where he could look to find someone in need. I suggested Interfaith Ministries and told him I would match whatever the other employees raised. I forgot about it until yesterday, the cutoff date, when I asked him how his fundraising was going. I was slightly stunned when he told me our small company had raised $1800 amongst the employees in two short weeks which I gladly matched. When I asked if he had found some families to help, he replied that Interfaith had put us in touch with 3 families. Later in the day, I inquired of Nel, our service secretary, what items we were providing with the donation. She was reading off the list of items and I was nodding until she came to this: "Six large, oversize suitcases." I said, "Suitcases? Why would we purchase suitcases?" Nel replied, "All three families are living in shelters. There's a single mom with 3 teenagers. A couple with 2 young kids and an older couple who just moved here months ago looking for work. Having met with them to discover their needs, I noticed all of them are carrying their possessions in garbage bags and cardboard boxes so I bought these big suitcases for them." I thought about those suitcases on the way home last night and I woke up this morning with the image of a family reduced to carrying their entire possessions in two large traveling cases. If you would like to help, or help others, contact me. There are literally hundreds needing our help this year. I'll never be able to look at a suitcase the same.