Today has just been a really good day. I had a busy morning at work; a good walk with my sister at noon; a quiet afternoon alone at the house; a HUGE laugh with Tyler (he was teaching me how to race cars on the Xbox – I have no skills); and a nice supper with Tyler, Daisy, Maddie, and David.
Now I’m sitting in the quiet of my living room (fixing to watch Garth Brooks on Leno) after having read Maddie a bedtime story before she quietly laid down for the night. (Tyler and Daisy are at the movies – they are Harry Potter fanatics.)
Before putting Maddie down, she and I packed a couple more Operation Christmas Child shoeboxes. She has given even more meaning to what they’ve meant to me over the years as we’ve let this be a gift from her to “little boys and little girls who don’t have any toys or much food”. She has literally helped me pick each item and pack each box and she has never once asked for any of the stuff for herself.
As I watch her packing them, I can’t help but think about how much I have come to love her and how she has no idea what it would be like to be without. Without a warm bed. Without food. Without her cute little clothes. Without more hugs and kisses than she even knows what to do with. She is sure that she will be taken care of. She knows that wherever she is, she is surrounded by love and all the things she needs in life. I’m grieved for the little children who don’t have what she has and it has helped me to think about the holidays in a much more meaningful way.
I have MUCH to be thankful for.