A little bit of
shopping and wrapping to do, but that’s okay.
Last minute stuff. To be
expected.
Today, we drive
Emily to visit a childhood friend. Been
friends forever, it seems and the only time they get together is this time of
year when we travel back home. (Funny
that after five or six years, I still call Wisconsin home.) Hannah visits her old friends later in the
week and again, the only time she really gets to spend time with them.
Tomorrow, family
drifts in so we’re all together again.
Only time that happens, except for weddings and funerals, right? Then, we head to church- one of my favorite
services. Look forward to it each year.
In the next few
days, I’ll drive my family to my brother’s house for a visit. We’ll stop in and see my mom and spend time
for her. She turns 99. Pretty cool to be that old. Saw a lot.
Saw much. Lived it too. And we’ll see more family and visit and talk
and reminisce and catch up. Lots of
stories. Retold many times, over and
over. Doesn’t get old, at least for me.
Anticipation.
As kids, we
looked forward to the presents. What did
we get? Who got what? Whose stack is biggest?
As an adult, I
like the presents, but I like to watch everyone open their presents up. Mostly, I like the visits, the laughter, the
stories. And of course, the food. Lots of it.
Way more than I need.
Anticipation.
A really good
word. A nice word. One of expectation, of expecting. A word of mystery, of surprise, of suspense.
What’s around
the corner? What’s in store? What’s down the road, around the bend? What’s in the future? What are the plans?
Anticipation.
May your
surprises, your mysteries be good to you.
May they be joyous. May they
bring you laughter. May they bring a
tear or two so you can appreciate the good we have, we see, we share. May your surprises bring you hope and of
course, love. May you recognize the
small, as well as the big.
May each of you
find all you need and so much more. May
there always be love in your heart, a sparkle in your eyes, a kind word on your
tongue, warmth in your heart. May there
always be someone to stand with you, beside you. May there always be someone to lend a hand when
it gets hard, a word of encouragement when you feel like giving up, light when
you might not know your way. And may
each of us be all of that to others.
Each of us. Something to think
about . . . today, each day, always.
Live Your Life,
and Make A Difference!
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