Each day is a gift

When I was a child each day was an obstacle course. Get past this, avoid that, just get by. Then it became a game, get to do this, jump into that. Later it became a puzzle. Why is this? What is that? Now it is a gift. Oooh, look at this! My goodness isn't that nice? Christmas time even more so. Will Brie like this? Is Sean ready for that? Would Robin like this? Could Jesse use that? But after the hubbub, after the rush. I sit with my darling and we talk about this. We talk about that. Life is a gift. Happy Holiday.