Especially during the Christmas season, we encounter a lot of lights, buzz, and hubbub. Clarey and I sat on a bench overlooking the neighborhood this morning at the crack of dawn. I thought about all the perfectly wrapped presents that would soon be torn open by eager hands. The oohs and ahhs, screams and hollers, laughs and cries, responding to shiny new things. It’s loud, bright, and crazy.
I won’t lie; I love the crazy lights and the obnoxious music. I even love the short-lived holiday spirit. And though my parents have never wrapped a gift, today I’m reminded that I am lucky to be surrounded by the greatest gifts of all: a stable home and family, wonderful friends, and a roof over my head. These are presents I receive everyday. Today, I am all the more grateful.
PS: Thank you to Victoria and Melody for the best Christmas surprise–donations to B&B!