So the gifts are opened, the wrappings are tossed, the stockings are empty and there are lots of leftovers in the fridge. Another Christmas is over. For me, it was the 5th Christmas since I was told I had cancer. It was yet another gift that I am so grateful for.
Every special occasion, every beautiful day, every full moon,
every snowfall - every blessed day is a gift for me and I savor each and every one of them.
Dear God may I never forget what a gift life is.