I remember so well last year, when he wasn't home yet. Yes, it was Christmas, but there was a giant piece missing. Our son. This year, our entire family was in place. And what a joy it was. To see him open each present (which he now had figured out), play with each toy, and giggle and smile. It reminded me of Christmas when I was a kid. That joy was back, the excitement of opening presents. And not for me, for him. It now made sense what my parents had said for years before. I didn't need any gifts, I had everything I needed right there in front of me. My family. My beautiful wife. My precious son. Who could ask for anything more?
A short video from the past...
11 years ago
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