My name is Jeff. It is Christmas eve 2102 and last month i had my second collapsed lung in 3 months. I was sitting in my favorite chair beside our Christmas tree with my two year old son in my lap watching a movie. My girlfriend went upstairs to put on her Christmas pajamas. As i hear the floor creak as she is about to walk down i hear two quick but hard knocks on the door. Katrina opens the door almost immediately to find not a person in sight but a full jar of money and a book called Christmas jars with my name on it. This may have given me a little pushin my faith of humanity. Thank you so much.