An eye opening experience

This year we (our family and Lisa's) decided we would sponsor a large family and put together a hamper for a family in need. We wanted our children to learn about giving and also to be grateful for what they do have.
We took all the kids out shopping to buy for the hamper, they gave input on foods that reminded them of Christmas and ideas for small gifts for each child.
We all loaded up upon delivery date to spread our good cheer and generosity to our family.
Firstly we were greeted by the 12 year old son, he tried to get his older siblings who were watching him to come to the door but I quote "they are to lazy to get up."
We brought our boxes in and left them in the kitchen. No one said thank you, no one bothered to greet us at the door, truth be told it was a huge eye opener.
Our children went away grateful that their life circumstances are no where near in comparison and us adults went away feeling very grateful that as parents we care enough about our kids to do everything in our power to love, protect and provide.

Today I lost a little piece of hope for humanity, how can people that ask and receive help be so inconsiderate that they cant even say thank you. It was a horrible experience it took me the entire day to shake the feeling of disgust, discouragement and fear that this world and humanity is going to hell in a hand basket.I wish this story had a happy ending but truth be told today I saw just a small piece of what some peoples life's are like and what innocent children are born into.
I suppose on the flip side I am grateful and get to experience a new appreciation for what I have and what I can provide for my children. I suppose I can say that I am lucky that up until now I have never been so up close and personal to what some people call their life and secondly I am so grateful that I am not raising my children in such an unloving, unconscious way.
It really was heartbreaking to think that their is a boy Brooklyn's age who lives in that house that smells of stale smoke and void of any feelings of love and care and he is being raised by absent parents and siblings "that are too lazy"! That is what is really tragic. I spent the whole day feeling so down that our gift and hard work went completely unappreciated but now I am grateful and compassionate to the fact that these people are in need of a bigger gift....or miracle. Tonight I will say a special prayer for that little boy and pray that he can grow up and get out of that pattern. I will also say a prayer of thanks that my life nor my children's life will never be like that.
Merry Christmas World!