Looking at the tree and the presents starting to accumulate below the branches, I started to ruminate about my own gifts that might show up under there in the next 24 hours. I’m usually pretty bad with coming up with gift suggestions. When pressed for an answer to “what would you like for Christmas?” I engage in an overly complex intellectual process of valuation analysis as I try to find out what my own perfect gift would be. I should just relax and give my gut answer.
But really, I’ve already received the best gifts, the presents that I want with all my heart. I have a family that has been healthy and happy for the entire year. I’m able to watch my little dude rough-housing and giggling with his grandpa, an experience that I never had as a child. I’m able to stay at home and be with my wonderful boy, as well as pursuing my ambitions and dreams, and that is all thanks to the hard work and sacrifice from my amazing wife. Who could ever ask for more than the chance to chase your dreams? I mean, I wouldn’t turn down a new big TV or a fancy trip to Ottawa, but it would all be icing on the cake.
And, I also have the gift of you, my resilient and delightful readers. Even when you disagree with me, you still come back to read the next burst of nonsensical text I churn out. Your attention gives me encouragement, both as moral support, and as a motivational prod, and I love you all for both of those functions.
All in all, I’m making out like a bandit, and I couldn’t be happier. Merry Christmas, happy holidays, and be excellent to each other.