A few years ago, Sean and I hopped in the car for a last minute candy run. It was early in the day and we still had massive amounts of decorating to do before Halloween night. We, meaning mostly my husband, always go all out for Halloween. We have large tombstones dotting the front yard, a fog machine that makes everything difficult to see, giant sprawling cob webs and equally large spiders. We dress up, start a fire and then we, and again…I mean mostly Sean dare kids to come up onto our front porch. Of course we go easy on the bitty ones, but we really go all out mostly for the parents and the high schooler that dares not dress up.
Upon our return home, we saw a Stormtrooper going door to door with his trick-or-treat bag. It was around 4PM at this point and definitely pushing the “early” trick-or-treating hour. He seemed about 7 and he slowly walked from door to door while his mom parked in the car on the street. Sean and I looked at each other and thought, “This kid is really being greedy.”
As we drove further down the street we realized hardly anyone was opening the door, leaving the child to hang his helmet clad head and move on to the next house. We grabbed our bags out of the car and headed up to our porch watching the little Stormtrooper out of the corner of our eyes.
As we were getting the last load out of the car, suddenly, the mother drove up to our house and asked if we had candy. I fumbled with my words as I looked down at the large amounts under my arms… “Yes”. “Could you please give some to my son? I have to work and have nobody to take him trick-or-treating so I am trying to make his Halloween,” I felt the frog in my throat grow; I had judged so quickly and I had been so wrong.
We had a few doors before the Stormtrooper arrived at our door. Sean tore up our porch steps, through open the door and immediately started digging through the Halloween boxes for his costume. I grabbed the phone and told our neighbors next door the situation.
By the time the Stormtrooper knocked on our door we were in full Halloween mode, complete with masks and a giant bowl of candy for him to choose from. Being polite, he only took one piece, but we made sure he didn’t leave our house with a light load.
As we peered out our window to see him greet our neighbors, we could see he already had more excitement in his little step. As a very happy Stormtrooper hopped into the passenger side of her car, the mom told us over and over again how grateful she was. And as they rode off, I wanted to tell her how grateful I was.
Tonight children will come to your door from all walks of life. Some will be in costume, some will not. Some will seem greedy, some will be afraid to take a single piece. Your job tonight is to open your door and to be on the look out for the one who is a Stormtrooper just looking for some Halloween magic.
Happy Halloween all. xoxo